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"Then I guess it's a good thing you've got us to protect you," Connor says.
After we gather our stuff, we go to the meeting place where the tour is going to begin. The tour guide is excellent, getting into the story and history of a place and then making you jump when you least expect it.
When I jump into the arms of which guy is holding my hand at the time, they always have the same reaction. They chuckle, then wrap their arms around me and kiss the top of my head, assuring me that I'm safe. And I do feel safe with them.
After the tour, they take me back to my hotel and walk me up to my room.
"Would you be interested in meeting us at Club Sin tomorrow night?" Finn asks when we stop outside my door.
"Yes, I would."
I have been thinking about this on and off all day, but really I think the decision was made last night. I was just looking to confirm it's what I really wanted.
That seems to be the answer they want. They each take a turn, giving me a sweet and very short kiss goodnight before standing there and watching me enter my room.
After closing and locking the door behind me, I hear Gigi behind me.
"Girl, it's about time you got here! I have been staying up waiting for the details. Do you know it's after eleven at night?" Gigi says, giggling.
Though I know if she had to, she would have stayed up until three a.m. I think she was just as excited about today as I was.
Barely do I get my shoes off before she shoves a glass of wine in my hand, and we sit down on the couch to talk.
"Tell me everything! Starting with the moment they picked you up to the minute you just walked in the door. Don't you dare leave any details out because I am living vicariously through you," she says.
As I tell her everything, she listens intensely as I recount my day.
Beginning with them answering all the questions we wrote down last night and their answers, to how they handled the waitress flirting with them and how they handled the guy flirting with me. How they were always touching me and finding some way to drive me absolutely crazy. All the way up to them walking me to the door just now. Then finally, asking if I wanted to meet them at the Cub tomorrow night.
"You said yes, right? Because girl, you would be crazy not to," Gigi says, almost as excited as I am.
"Of course, I'm going to do it. Though I still haven't decided if I want it to be a onetime thing here in New Orleans or if it's something I want to carry on when we get back home. They are leaving the choice up to me."
On that decision, I keep going back and forth. Really, I’m more worried about my father than anything. I know they said not to, but I can't help it. My choice can have a huge impact on them.
"That's tough. Is this just something to get out of your system, or is this something you can see being an actual relationship between the four of you?" she asks.
"I don't know. I was hoping to know and feel more after today, but I just feel more confused. A big part of me wants it to be more and to continue. Though I think the part of me that says it should stay here in New Orleans is the part that is scared of my dad finding out."
"Well, see how you feel after tomorrow. I think that will really give you a direction. If the thought of never spending time with them again is too much, then you have your answer. Don't let what your dad might think scare you off. He's your father, and he's going to love you no matter what. He wants you happy. Though I suspect it's just going to take him some time to get used to it."
"He's changed a lot since we were kids. He's grumpier now," I tell her.
In the last few years, Gigi hasn't been around him. At her insistence, we usually meet out of town for our trips to see each other. I don't ask her why. She has her reasons for not going home, and I won't force her. I'm just happy to see her when I can.
"I still think you'll know. Regardless, you're not going to lose your dad," she says, rising and getting ready for bed.
I know she's right, but I can't help thinking that while I might not lose my dad, the guys will. That’s something I don't know if I can keep on my conscience or not.
Chapter 7
Brooks
Todaywentbysodamn slow. We had a couple meetings, and I don't think a single one of us concentrated at all on any of them. I'm pretty sure we were all thinking about meeting up tonight about Ella being with us at Club Sin. Even though Ella said she'd be here, I think we're all also nervous that she won't show up or she will change her mind. Or even worse yet, that she will show up and give us an amazing night and then decide she doesn't want anything to do with us back in Chicago. Having a taste of her just to lose her would kill us all.
We're at the far end of the bar in the club, watching the door, waiting for her. If we knew she'd be ours, we'd wait forever. Though in a million years, we never could have imagined the event of the last few days. I check my watch again, trying not to let my nerves show, and failing.
"Calm down. We got here early for a reason. She still has another twenty minutes before she's supposed to be here," Finn says.
