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“Are you coming to bed?” she asks.
“I can’t. Xavier and Alistair are on their way over,” I tell her.
Her eyes widen. “I should go,” she says.
“No, you shouldn’t. Just go back to sleep. I’ll join you as soon as I get rid of them. Promise.” I kiss her forehead.
“Are you sure?”
“Positive,” I tell her. “I love you.” I smile.
“Love you.”
The words I’ve never said to another woman flow out of me so effortlessly. It’s easy to tell Bentley that I love her, because it’s the truth. Now I just have to tell my partners I’ve been sleeping with an employee and have absolutely no intention of stopping. Ever. Bentley rolls over, tucking herself into the blankets as I look back into the room before softly closing the door.
The elevator rings and Xavier and Alistair walk in just as I’m making my way down the hall.
“What’s so important that you had us come here on a Sunday night?”
“Come in. Have a seat.” I motion them towards the sitting area. I’d usually take them right into the living room, but it’s a mess with Bentley’s shit sprawled everywhere. I’m definitely going to have to hire a cleaner when she moves in, because I don’t think she’s ever had to pick up after herself in her life. I like her mess though. I like that she’s comfortable here.
“Okay, are you dying?” Alistair asks.
“No.” I shake my head. “I’ve been seeing Bentley,” I tell them, ripping off the Band-Aid. They both look at each other and then back to me before they start laughing. “Shh, keep it down,” I hiss at them.
“Wait… She’s here?” Xavier whispers.
“Yes. She’s asleep.” I glance towards the hall that leads to the bedrooms.
“Okay, well, at least you’re not dying.” Alistair sighs.
“Um, thanks,” I say.
“We already knew,” Xavier adds.
“You did? Both of you?”
“Yep.” They answer at the same time.
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Because we trust you. We trust that if she weren’t the real deal, you wouldn’t be messing around with her.”
“She’s the real deal,” I confirm.
“Good. Now you just need to make sure you keep her happy, because I don’t want to lose her. That girl has so much potential. I have no doubt she’s going to be better than you,” Xavier says with a grin.
“She is,” I agree.
“All right, well, if that’s all, it’s late and some of us have work tomorrow.” Alistair stands and Xavier follows suit.
“Thank you,” I tell them.
“You’re going to need to talk to HR, declare your relationship, and all that,” Alistair reminds me. “And get a fucking prenup,” he adds.
“We’re not getting married.”Yet.
“Doesn’t matter. Women only have to live with you for a few months to be entitled to half of everything.”
