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She said the last part so softly I could barely hear it over the sound of the radio playing a country song on low volume. I clenched my hands around the steering wheel, wanting nothing more than to reach over and grab her hand and drag it onto my leg. I wanted a connection with her; I needed her touch. I wanted to show her that she could have what we did. With us. Instead, I shrugged.
“He’s been my best friend for years. It made us close. Solid. He knows me better than anyone in this world.”
She looked back at me, and I glanced over to see her eyes were shiny, but her smile was genuine. “That’s great. I’m glad you have that.”
I finally gave in to temptation and took one of her hands with one of mine and gave it a gentle squeeze. Her fingers were small, delicate. So different from Ethan’s. It had a jolt of lust running through me at the thought of having her under me, so small that she would disappear.
I let go and cleared my throat, placing my hand back on the wheel as I turned down our driveway. The first view of our sprawling ranch-style house had her sitting up straighter with a gasp.
“This is your house?”
I pulled in front of the doors to the garage and put the truck in park, seeing Ethan pull up the drive behind me in the rearview.
“Yep. Home sweet home.”
I hopped out and rounded the hood at the same time Ethan parked his Mustang next to the truck. I gave him a wink and then opened her door before he could turn off his engine.
“Ready to get settled into your new home, dollface?” she already had her seatbelt undone, so I reached in and plucked her from her seat, letting her slide down my body to the hot concrete. She turned her face up to glare at me, shielding her eyes from the sun.
“You don’t need to manhandle me. I can get in and out on my own.”
I was still reeling from the feel of her soft tits pressed against my chest for those few seconds I had her in my arms, so all I could do was grin down at her. Ethan slammed his door, and she swung her head over to him, the glare dropping and a smile gracing her lips.
“Your home is beautiful.”
“Just wait until you see the inside.”
They stood there smiling at each other as I opened the back door to haul out her small suitcase. She couldn’t have much. Our girl was going to need more of everything. I had a feeling that both Ethan and I would have fun spoiling her.
We all walked up the walkway together and waited for Ethan to unlock the door with his thumbprint. The lock beeped, blinking green, and then he swung the door open, heading straight for the alarm to disarm it.
“Wow, I’ve never seen one of those locks on someone’s door before. I mean, I know they have gotten popular, but you know.”
She was adorable when she rambled, which she seemed to do when she was nervous. Actually, I thought there wasn’t much that she could do that wasn’t adorable. I set the suitcase down, leaving it by the front door for now, and swung my arm around her shoulder, and led her through the entryway into the large living room.
“We are two hard-working men with plenty of money. Don’t be surprised if the place is like one big man cave.” I looked at the giant sectional black leather couch taking up the majority of the space. There was a black coffee table in the center of the floor, sitting directly in front of a TV stand with the largest flat screen we could buy inside the electronic store. I felt my cheeks heat at what it might look like to her. Definitely, like two men had decorated the place.
There wasn’t a single girly thing in sight. No throw pillows or small blankets that women seemed to like. No knick-knacks or picture frames. The fireplace mantle in the corner of the room was bare. But the couch was fucking comfortable, and that was all we had bothered to care about. Until now.
Ethan cleared his throat as he came up to her other side as she stared at the room with wide eyes. “You can decorate it however you want. We know this place isn’t very homey right now.”
She swung her head to look at him. “What? No! This is your place. It’s fine. Great even. I’ve just never seen a TV so huge before. Do you guys host movie nights or something?”
We both chuckled. I squeezed her shoulder and then turned her toward the kitchen. As we walked through the living room and into the large kitchen filled with black appliances and gray marble countertops, she shook her head.
“Casey.” I picked her up and set her down on the large center island. “We want you to feel at home here. We also want you to stay as long as you want. If putting a fucking throw pillow on the couch will help that, that’s what we want you to do.”
I stood in front of her with my hands on either side of her legs, wishing I could just touch her the way I was itching to. Her hands were in her lap as she looked around, awe on her face.
“This kitchen...” She shook her head and looked first at me and then over to Ethan, who had leaned against the island right next to my hand. We were crowding her, but I was pleased to see she didn’t seem to mind one single bit. “This whole place is amazing.” She sighed. “I don’t know why you’re pushing me to change things. But if you want me to add some nice touches for you, I can do that. Just tell me what look you are going for. It might be fun to play interior decorator.”
Her lips turned up as she started thinking about what she could do. She was wrong about us wanting her to spruce up the place for us, though. It had nothing to do with what we wanted, and everything to do with making her fall in love with the place and never wanting to leave.
And then, maybe she would fall in love with us, too.
Nine
CASEY
