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There’s a mocking smile on her face. “I’ve got my answer. Mark my words, you’ll be begging me to take you back soon enough.”
I snort. “That’s never going to happen.”
21
SUSAN
Each romance novel has four great moments: the meet-cute, the fall when they start to catch feelings, the dark night of the soul when the characters are torn apart, and of course the happily ever after. Unlike my books, the conflict between Ed and me was resolved as quickly as it started.
So it seems like I’ve already got my happy ending. As it turns out, the brothers want me to stay. Even though we’re yet to discuss our feelings, something tells me they feel the same way I do.
Draft Excerpt:
I’m deep in the forest, surrounded by towering trees, the familiar scent of pine filling the air. The sound of my axe striking wood echoes through the clearing as I work diligently on building a birdhouse. It’s a tranquil day, the sunlight filtering through the leaves, casting a warm glow on everything around me. As I focus on my task, feeling the rough texture of the wood beneath my calloused hands, I suddenly sense a presence behind me. An electric tingle runs down my spine, and without thinking, I turn around. And there he is, Freddy, standing just inches away, his gaze filled with desire.
“What are you doing out here?” I ask.
He just smiles. “I know you wanted to clear your head, but I just wanted to check up on you.”
I breathe in his familiar masculine scent. “I know things have been complicated, especially the way Maxime reacted, but I want to assure you it’s only because of our strong feelings for you. None of us have ever felt as strongly as we do for you. It’s difficult to wrap our heads around it all.”
“Oh, Freddy,” I say. “Is that true?”
“It is. All three of us love you, Flora. That’s the god-honest truth,” Freddy says passionately.
I can see the desire flickering in his gaze, a reflection of the attraction that’s been building between us. Yes, there’s sex, but there’s something deeper than that. It’s a wild and untamed attraction, impossible to ignore.
Without a word, we gravitate toward each other, our bodies drawn together as if by an invisible force. His touch against my skin sends shivers through my entire being, igniting a fire deep within me.
He hasn’t even undressed me yet, but I’m all his. Two more figures emerge from behind the trees.
“You came,” I whisper as I face Maxime and Elliot.
“Of course we came. How could we stay away?” Maxime says.
I stretch my arms out to them while Freddy positions himself behind me. His greedy cock rubs against my back.
Our clothes are shed, our actions slow and almost leisurely. They take their sweet time exploring my body, kissing my sensitive nipples before moving down. Three mouths simultaneously move over my pussy, and in minutes, I’m on the verge of ecstasy.
As the sun begins its descent, casting long shadows across the forest floor, we lie tangled together, breathless and content.
I smile to myself as I head into the kitchen after a writing session. I’ve already emailed Elena the pages that I wrote in the notebook Ed gave me. She sent her feedback yesterday which was basically,Omg this is so goodandI love this!!! It’s going to be an instant NYT bestseller for sure.
I crack my knuckles as I shoot off my newest pages to Elena. I’ve been writing nonstop for the past few days, and it’s only because I want to distract myself.
There’s something happening to me, and I can’t understand what it is. The brothers went into town to make a few deliveries, and won’t be back till sundown. Ollie mentioned something about catching up with friends. So, I find myself alone in the cabin. Alone with my thoughts that are running out of control.
I pull my phone out and scroll through social media. Phone service is a little patchy up here in the mountains, but I make do with it. Artie has promised me Wi-Fi, and I don’t want to bug him about it constantly. I’m sure he’s working on getting it.
The three of them are often gone for long hours, and each time I find myself getting more and more restless.
There’s something else that has been bothering me.
I find myself pacing back and forth in the living room, the echoes of the argument with Ed still reverberating in my mind. I can’t help but feel a sense of unease and confusion about my own intense reaction. Why did I overreact like that? What triggered such a strong emotional response?
I take a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of thoughts swirling inside me. It’s clear that my outburst was disproportionate to the situation at hand. Ed’s suggestion of helping me get back to the city shouldn’t have sparked such a fierce reaction.
I decide to make lunch to distract myself. Once upon a time, I absolutely loathed the idea of making something to eat for myself, but this is different. I love feeding the boys. I love the way they come home to find a hot plate of food after a hard day’s work. When they’re especially happy, they end up showing their appreciation right on the kitchen table.
