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My eyes connected with the stressed-looking one as I set my hands on the bar.
“You got a name?” I asked.
“Depends. Do you?”
“I do.”
“Ladies first.”
“Emma.”
“Adam,” he said.
“Excuse our brother. He’s a bit high strung.”
I looked back over to the one with the icy blue eyes. His eyes were much lighter than the rest, and his temples were dusted with salt and pepper.
My guess was that he was the oldest.
“I’m Jacob, and the other one down there’s Nick.”
“Hello,” Nick said.
“And what my asshole brother’s trying to get across is that it does look like you still need help. No one’s in the bar yet, so we figured we could be of service,” Jacob said.
“So, you peeked into a bar and decided to help instead of drink,” I said.
“We’ll be drinking, don’t worry,” Adam said.
“Good. Because you look like you could use it.” I saw a shadow of a grin tug Adam’s lips and it drew my gaze down to his mouth. His lips looked soft. I wanted to lean over and kiss them, press my body against his strength and feel his hands on my ass.
I pulled myself from my trance before I drew in a deep breath.
“The chairs do need to come down, and I have to get some glasses from the back,” I said.
“We got the chairs,” Nick said. “You go get those glasses.”
“Need help with them?” Jacob asked.
That was so fucking hot. Ballsy, but hot.
“Nope. I got it,” I said.
What were the chances of three smoking hot men in beautiful leather cuts strolling into the bar and asking if they could help? They were all chiseled with muscles I wanted to feel against my body. They all had kissable lips that I wanted to feel wrapped around my nipples. As I gathered the glasses from the kitchen, my mind fluttered to unspeakable places. Places where my body was spread out on a table for them to de
vour; where I was riding one brother while sucking another off. Places where I had the three of them at my disposal, in my own place, and at my own time, at my every whim.
Shit, I’m in trouble if they stay around here all damn night.
I stacked the glasses while the three of them put all the chairs down. I threw a rag to Nick so he could start wiping down the seats as Jacob went back to get more glasses.
Did I die and go to heaven?
Adam sat at the bar and helped me dry off shot glasses, and I could feel his eyes heavy on my body.
“You work often?” he asked.
“As often as I can,” I said.
