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Like choosing. I shuddered and pushed the thought away.
And here we were at the moment of truth. They were all together at my request, enjoying their cocktails and manly small talk. It was funny, but while I was the hub that pulled all them together, in that moment I also felt like an observer, watching them get to know each other. And they were getting along great, at least on the surface.
Maybe they were being polite for my sake, and they really hated each other?
It would almost be easier if they were rivals. Let a fight break out. Let one of them act like a dickhead. Give me something to dislike. Some animosity would do me a great service.
But there was nothing like that. It was so damn chill.
And I hated myself for wanting anything other than that, just to simplify my life and get my damn promotion. I might have bitched endlessly about my boss Eva, but when it came down to it, was I any better?
But I couldn’t dwell on that now. I liked each of these men a lot, and I planned to show them how much.
Classic rock poured out of multiple speakers in the game room. Like the great host that he was, Brade made sure everyone’s drink was topped off, and then he plopped onto the sofa beside me, where I draped my legs over his lap. I knew he had household staff, but I’d never seen any of them when I’d been there.
Apparently, money could buy help so good that you never even saw it.
Imagine.
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Anson stood. “I’d like to toast Brade, for offering his home for us to gather in.”
Brade hung his head in modesty while the room filled with cheers and clinking glasses.
He looked up. “My pleasure guys, Maizy. You know, it’s actually really nice to hang out with normal people.”
“Normal?” I looked around the room, laughing. “We are what you call normal?”
Cato furrowed his brow while wearing a huge grin. “I don’t know whether to be flattered or insulted.”
“Yeah, man. I think the last thing I want is to be normal,” Anson added.
“Shit. Okay. What I meant was that it was nice to spend time with people who were not musicians. It’s nice to talk about something else for a change,” he explained.
I leaned forward on the sofa and cradled Brade’s face in my hands. “I’ll take normal.”
Relieved he’d not insulted anyone, he scraped his messy blond hair back off his face and tucked it behind his ears. His gray eyes said something, but I’d not known him long enough yet to read it with perfect clarity.
I could guess, though.
I looked around the room at my guys, who were all watching me. Von gave me the tiniest nod of his head, and Anson raised his glass to me. That was all I needed. These guys got me hot and bothered and I was going to do something about it. I swung my legs off Brade’s lap and slowly stood up, positioning myself right in front of him. I reached back to slowly unzip my pencil skirt, letting it drop to the floor. I moved on to the buttons of my blouse, which quickly joined my skirt in a puddle at my feet. Someone cranked the music a bit louder, and I began to sway. I reached to unhook my bra.
Soon, I was naked save for my nude lace panties and high heels. Brade pulled me close enough to run soft kisses over my tummy, leaving a trail of shivery goose bumps in his wake. I ran my hands through fistfuls of his hair as he reached around to fill his palms with my ass, still pressing his lips to my feverish skin. His hands were those of someone who could play multiple musical instruments—strong, powerful—and were eager to tease something primitive and hungry inside me the way he did to those who listened to his music. He waved behind my back to one of the other guys—which one, I couldn’t be sure—and suddenly there were new hands both on me and in my hair, unraveling my braid so waves fell down my back and around my shoulders. Someone inhaled the scent of a handful of it and groaned in appreciation.
I reached for Brade’s shirt as another pair of hands moved to my front, pinching my nipples and tugging on my burning tips. I whimpered and tried to wriggle away but was held in place.
By four men.
And I didn’t mind. At all.
Good lord. Was this really happening? The last two nights, I’d been with two guys each, and now, I was with four? What was I turning into?
Whatever it was, I loved it.
Just like I loved my guys.
Ohmygod. Love?
