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Chapter 36

Meg

I can feel the guys staring at my ass as I walk away.

It’s a good feeling, knowing that their eyes are upon me. It’s a feeling that I never want to go away.

Is it so wrong that I want this much attention from both of them…from all four of them, actually?

I can’t decide if I’m just being selfish or honest. I can’t even consider the thought of letting go of one of the guys, because I have deep feelings for them all.

I’m not trying to lead anybody on, and I certainly don’t think that they view it this way. I’m honestly torn between the four of them. Making a decision will be the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do in my life, and the truth is I’m not sure I can do it.

Part of me thinks that I’d rather lose them all than have to choose one. I can’t imagine hurting any of them. They all bring different things to my life, things which I find I can’t do without.

The party is brimming, as more people file in. Nobody wants to miss a Belcourt party, and this one is surely more different and exquisite than anyone has previously seen.

I disappear into the maze of people, and I can’t help but feel quite thrilled at how the party’s turned out. Yes, it has a dark undertone, but people are loving it. I see them dancing and relishing every moment of the glamorous seduction.

The party feels sexy—exactly what I wanted.

Everyone’s laughing and dancing and having a good time. Hopefully, this party would’ve done George Belcourt proud. I didn’t even know the guy, and yet I felt such esteem for him. His reputation precedes him, and I know the guys want to live up to that. If he was important to them, then he’s important to me

I grab a drink from the passing tray of champagne and try to ignore the various glances I’m getting from men. I appreciate the attention, but I feel taken. There are four men whose jealousy I don’t want to rouse.

The guys must know that there’s no one else. They must trust me and understand that I’m nothing if not faithful.

I overhear people gossiping about the Belcourt brothers while also paying tribute to the fabulous party.

“Did you see the brothers tonight? They certainly fill the shoes of their father, don’t they?” someone says.

“Oh, they’re doing well. George would’ve been proud.”

A woman makes a snarky comment that I overhear, “I heard they have a new girl. She’s not even supposed to be that pretty.”

The comment doesn’t hurt my feelings, because I know it stems from jealousy. The Belcourt brothers are a hot commodity, and luckily for me, I’ve experienced them all—though never simultaneously. Yet.

People are gonna speculate forever about the Belcourt brothers. Their name is famous, after all. I’m not gonna take anything anybody says about me to heart. Besides, nothing can ruin the high I’m on this evening.

“Whoever this girl is, the one they have their eye on, she’s going to get hurt. Doesn’t she know that the Belcourt brothers are known for playing the field?”

Yes, I know. You don’t have to rub it in.

I walk around the party looking for Matt and Evan. I see all number of models, business people, some celebrities, and artists. I try to blend in and find my guys.

And then someone stops me and says, “Would you like to dance?”

I smile at him and politely decline, “I’m sorry, I’m just looking for someone.”

Dancing with another man is out of the question. I’d rather not be seen talking to a man, either. I know that the brothers have a jealous streak, and I don’t want to tempt fate by making them angry.

I don’t see Evan or Paul anywhere, and I’m just about to give up the search when somebody grabs my arm and pulls me off to the side of the house.

“Ouch, that hurts! Let me go,” I say, thinking I have an overly aggressive guest on my hands.

“Oh, Meg, you’re never gonna get away from me. You’ve been silent long enough, and now it’s time to pay up.”

The voice sends chills up my spine.

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