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“Hate you both,” I muttered, but really, I was glad they were here, although I wouldn’t be telling them anything about how I wasreallyfeeling.
Lea
Ifinallygothomeat 2 am to a dark and silent house. Kicking off my shoes and dropping my bag by the front door, I went in search of my three men, hoping I’d find them all in bed, having left a space for me to crawl into, because right now I couldn’t imagine anything nicer.
Hurrying up the stairs, wishing the house wasn’t quite as big as my legs and feet were aching after the longest, busiest day ever, I tiptoed into the main bedroom, finding the place empty.
Wondering where everyone was, I pulled off my sweater and pants and then my bra and panties, letting out a relieved sigh to have them off finally. I found one of Marshall’s shirts, putting it on, before dragging my exhausted body back downstairs.
I found Marshall passed out on his bed, still fully clothed, face down, spread out like a starfish. He didn’t stir when I knocked gently, so I went across the hall and found Dawson in his room; again, fast asleep, but he was undressed and under the sheets. Letting out a sigh, wondering what the hell was going on, I walked to the ground floor, checking the gym and music room before heading to the basement, which, if he was home, was the only other place Fox could be.
I let out a gasp when I found him, Charlie and Archer passed out on the sofas, empty beer bottles and a couple of bottles of tequila littering the floor. Anger replaced my worry, as I realized how hungover he’d be tomorrow.
I went to bed and tried to sleep, but for the first time since we’d started this, I stayed in a bed on my own and I hated every second of it.
The next morning, having not slept a wink, my alarm went off, so I was ready for 6 am when my car arrived. None of them were awake, so no one hugged me or kissed me good luck before the biggest day of my career, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever forgive any of them.
Dawson
Thedoorslammingjoltedme from sleep. I was so stressed last night that I’d taken a sleeping tablet. I’d not taken one in months. Who was I kidding? I’d not needed one since I started sleeping in a bed with the three of them. I might have hated the idea of snuggling, but it appeared that they soothed me in a way I didn’t know I needed.
I glanced over at the clock. 6.30 am. Lea… fuck.
Jumping out of bed, I pulled on the jeans I’d thrown on the floor last night and ran down the stairs, but the house was silent. That was when I saw the note, propped up on the side table against the tray where we all kept our keys.
Thanks for being there for me. Sleeping alone last night was a particularly kind touch. And I really appreciate the supportive words and encouraging hugs this morning. I mean, it’s not like today’s important or anything.
Do me a favor. Stay away from me today. I do not want to see or speak to any of you.
Wankers, the lot of you.
I could understand why she was angry with me, but the other two… why did they leave her to sleep alone? I’d seen Fox go to the basement, but then I’d hidden away, feeling awful for him finding out our history the way he did. I imagined he’d spilled the beans to Lea when she got home and I would have to deal with it today, but apparently, that didn’t happen.
Taking the stairs two at a time, I doubled checked the main bedroom, finding the bed empty and remade. Running back down, I didn’t bother knocking as I stormed into Marshall’s room, finding him asleep, still fully clothed in shorts and a vest top, his sneakers still on his feet.
“Marshall, did you sleep down here?” I yelled.
Rolling over on a groan, he ran his giant hand over his face before sitting up.
“What?”
“Did you sleep here?”
“What time is it?” He sounded confused.
“Six thirty.”
“In the morning?”
“Yeap.”
“Lea?”
“Left already. Apparently, she slept alone last night, and she’s furious none of us were around this morning… rightly so.”
He glanced down at himself as if piecing the evening together in his memory. “After your fight, I went for a run. A massive run. I came back and sat on my bed, meaning to take a shower. That’s the last thing I remember. Fuck. Did I sleep all night?”
“I took a sleeping tablet and passed out too. We fucked up. Big time.” I pulled on the back of my neck anxiously as Marshall stood.
