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Sabrina rolled her eyes. She wanted to spill everything, but she also, for the first time in their friendship, wanted to keep her private life…well, private. For some reason, sharing the details of her sex life with Conner, William, and Oliver felt wrong. She didn’t feel right about ironing out the size of their cocks or the way they kissed her with a deep and titillating passion that still curled her toes just thinking about it, or that the way their eyes smoldered when she looked into them in the midst of making love made her feel like the most attractive and desirable woman in the world. Call her crazy, but she wanted to keep it all for herself.
Still, she couldn’t leave Janet hanging entirely. Clearing her throat, she offered, “Yes, we hooked up.”
Janet squee’d so loud, Sabrina’s eardrum tensed. “Oh my God, when?”
“Last Friday.”
“What! And you’re only now telling me?”
“It wasn’t that important to tell.” Sabrina shrugged.
“So it sucked? That figures.” Janet sounded disappointed. “Three men and none of them know how to work it. That’s a shame.”
Well, now, Sabrina couldn’t just let her friend think the worst of them, could she? “Actually, it was pretty fantastic.”
“You bitch,” Janet hissed. “Are you telling me you had hot,goodsex with three men and you were just going to hide it from me? You wouldn’t have even said anything if I hadn’t asked, would you?”
“Probably not.”Definitely not.
There was a long pause that made Sabrina nervous. When Janet was thinking, there was no telling what conclusions she would reach.
“Wait. Are you…like…falling for them?”
“What! No!” Sabrina couldn’t believe she would even suggest it. She was in no way falling for anyone, much less the Hargreaves. “We’re just having fun.”
“Is that right?”
“Why do you sound suspicious?” Sabrina didn’t think anything about what she’d said was remotely suspicious.
“Because I am! When have you ever not shared every gritty detail with me, good or bad?”
Sabrina thought back to every male encounter she’d had in the time she’d known Janet, and she couldn’t come up with a single one that didn’t result in her revealing everything. They’d spend hours gushing over details, and when things eventually went south and those relationships ended, they spent hours picking them apart in the most negative light they could conjure up to help ease hurt feelings.
There would be none of that this time, and, she supposed, that was a reason for alarm in Janet’s book. If the roles were reversed, Sabrina supposed she would be taken aback too.
“It just…doesn’t feel right this time.”
“Hmmm…”
“What?” Sabrina’s mood switched over to mild annoyance.
“I think you got a case of the feels, my dear.” There was a smile in her voice, amusement that rubbed Sabrina the wrong way.
She didn’t have feels for anything. Unless irritation mixed with raging desire counted. “I don’t. It just doesn’t feel appropriate this time.”
“Because you have the feels!” Janet insisted. “Come on, admit it. You don’t want to share anything because you’re protecting them and what you are building together…because you have feelings for them.”
Sabrina wanted to deny it, but every time she opened her mouth to do just that, she couldn’t form words. Was she falling for Conner? William? Oliver?
Oliver was the most logical one that she would fall for, assuming she was falling for anyone. He was so sweet and gentle and caring. Who wouldn’t catch feelings for someone like that?
But then there was William. She knew the least about him, but there was definitely an attraction there, and he was assertive, as well as caring and respectful of her wants and needs.
And finally there was Conner. She had the most interaction with him, especially since she’d had him one-on-one from the start. That in itself came with a connection that bound them together tighter than the other two brothers. But he was abrasive at times, and even kind of arrogant, but he also possessed some of those softer qualities she liked in his brothers.
So where did that leave her?
She didn’t really know. In a way, she supposed she did like them. Otherwise, she wouldn’t think about them as often as she did, or in the ways that she did. And she certainly wouldn’t be so affected by them like she was, to the point of distraction. Furthermore, maybe Janet was right, and she was protecting what little they had together…because she liked them. More than a surface-level kind of like. She was interested in having much more, she realized, as she sat there staring out the window but not seeing the view.
