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I shoved the nagging voice in my head backward hard enough to shut it up for a while. But yes. Exactly that.
In truth it had been a while — much longer than I liked to admit. And now I was hopelessly and unfortunately attracted to this woman who I could never have. A woman who we’d agreed was untouchable, unassailable. A beautiful but temporary means to an end.
And now she was movinginwith us.
Fourteen
QUINN
Sighing reluctantly, I pressed the off button and the digital shower shuddered to a halt. I counted a total of sixteen jets. Four adjustable nozzles, two of which were fully detachable to get to those hard-to-reach areas.
And of course, detachable forotherthings…
Stepping through the steam, I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me. The nozzles were tempting, I had to admit. If the shower belonged to me, and I were in myownhome instead of here, it would’ve been game on with them. Especially in my current, oversexed condition.
Easy, Quinn.
Currently though, I was still stuck in a remote mega-mansion. As I had been for three whole weeks.
Stuck, huh? Is that what we’re calling it?
Okay fine, I couldn’t actually complain. Setting aside the incredibly lush accommodations, living with my three protectors was outright incredible. The guys fed me, kept me, and watched over me twenty-four seven. I had a bed that was ridiculously soft. Sheets made of Egyptian cotton. And then this shower…
Oh my God, this fucking shower!
Shaking out my hair, I rubbed the steam from a large section of mirror and peered into it. Despite my hectic schedule, I’d never looked more rested. The guys gassed up my car for me. They stocked the fridge. They took me back and forth to doctor’s appointments, and once, even folded my laundry.
Even when I went to work or school, one of them was always there, hanging around just outside. Waiting and watching patiently to make sure I never had a single unwanted visitor.
That was the agreement we’d ultimately made. I got to do every last thing I was doing before — without exception — and in return, one or more of them would always be nearby. My first instinct was to reject the whole deal as an invasion of privacy, but the more time I spent around them, the more comfortable I became. After all, theywerelooking out for me. And considering what happened in my apartment, having them at arm’s reach made me feel safer and sleep better.
On top of it all, I hadn’t counted on the camaraderie of just being around other people again. Over the years, my schedule had sort of crept up on me. Whenever I wasn’t working, teaching, or learning, I was sitting at home by myself, getting ready for bed. But now…
Now there was always someone there with me. There was Cole, working in the garage, mostly on his truck. Joshua wandering the halls at night, always up for making popcorn and watching a movie no matter how late I got off work. And then there was Evan, strutting around the house with his arms and shoulders eternally out. Making those sexy tattoos dance almost effortlessly, while challenging me to join him in the game room for foosball or pool.
It was fun, waking up to the smell of eggs and bacon. Having your coffee poured and prepared for you before your ass even hit the kitchen chair. The guys were cute with me, both physically and in other ways. They took care of me as if I were nine months pregnant instead of not even showing.
Most of all though, it was just great to have someone to talk with.
You could get used to this.
I could, but I shouldn’t. My situation, of course, was temporary. So far three weeks had passed and there hadn’t been any other signs of danger. The people who took my laptop hadn’t turned it on yet, or they knew enough not to.
It also occurred to me that whoever was out there might be scared of Evan, Joshua, and Cole. I knew I would be. They had cameras practically everywhere, and the place was set up like a fortress. There were alarms. Triggers. Even traps… or so they said.
With any luck, the assholes who ransacked my apartment fucked off back to South America by now. I would have this baby for them: a beautiful child with three loving fathers. I’d raise enough cash to get my business started. I already had the truck lined up, as well as a supplier who did custom mobile jobs. I’d arranged for the installation of sinks and ovens. Every kind of—
“This isyours, I assume?”
Evan stood in his doorway, leaning into the hall. He was shirtless, probably for the fifth time this week. One of my Victoria Secret thongs dangled from the tip of a long, tattooed finger.
“Actually, I think that might be Cole’s,” I quipped.
“I’d believe that,” my sexy host went on, “if I hadn’t seen you wearing them last week.”
Last week… oh yeah. I’d been caught in the hallway half-dressed, coming from the bathroom that had the mega-shower, of course. I could’ve used the one attached to my bedroom, but it wasn’t anywhere near as satisfying.
“Do you remember what I said when I moved in?” I asked.
