“Just keep an open mind and don’t worry what anyone else will think. None of the brothers will have a problem with it,” he says before he gets up and walks away.
Maybe I need to spend less time there. Watching and being around them all the time is starting to get too fucking hard.
It might be time I think about moving out.
Chapter Nine
Maverick “Viking”
Operation “Get My Wife to Fall in Love with Me” is in full motion.
I’ve taken her on plenty of dates; all the ones I should have taken her on instead of being such an asshole.
I’ve also left notes around the house telling her what I love about her.
The only time I really leave the house is for work or club business. Now that she knows everything, it feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
I feel free to be who I am and love her just like I want to.
It has been a couple weeks since we had talked about Ice, but we weren’t sure how we were going to go about approaching him.
I walk into the kitchen where Ana is sitting at the island in the kitchen having coffee. Ice gets up and turns to the coffee maker to grab another cup.
Ana looks at me with a smile, and I wink at her as I walk right up to Ice and reach over him to grab a mug from the cupboard.
I hear him suck on a breath.
“I hope there’s enough for me,” I whisper in his ear. A shiver escapes his body, causing me to smirk.
“Sure is,” he chokes out.
I’m sure he expects me to move, but I just press my body up against him harder as I move my mug beside his.
“Could you pour me some?” I ask. He nods his head, but it takes a moment before he actually pours some.
When I move away, I slide my hand lightly along his hip and ass before sitting beside Ana who looks amused.
It takes a moment before Ice turns around, trying to compose himself.
When he takes a seat on the other side of Ana, he looks flustered.
I put my hand on Ana’s thigh. Since she’s wearing short shorts, I immediately touch her soft skin.
We haven’t done anything else since we have been back because she still isn’t sure.
I just leave my hand there and brush my thumb across her thigh.
“I think we need to talk,” Ice says. I look over to see his eyes glaring at my hand on Ana’s thigh.
“Sure, what about?” Ana says, her voice sounding strained.
“I need to move out,” he blurts out.
We both freeze and look over at him. We were not expecting that.
“Why?” Ana asks, sounding like she might cry now.
“My attraction to you guys isn’t going to go away if I keep living here,” he says after a moment.
