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Miles shook his head. “You most certainly will not.”
“This is where you smile and say thank you, sweetheart,” Julian offered as he rose to his feet. “You must be hungry and we’ve been waiting for you to go get dinner. Get changed and we’ll head down to one of the restaurants.”
My gaze collided with his and I stood firmly in place. Julian shook his head in warning and my shoulders sagged as I let out an exasperated sigh. There was no sense in arguing with either of them. All I was doing was fighting a losing battle.
“Fine.” I turned to look at Miles. “Thank you, Miles.”
He smiled brightly and lifted off the bed. “It was my pleasure. Did you enjoy it?”
“I did,” I smiled back at him before moving deeper into the room to find my bag. Reaching inside, I pulled out a fresh outfit and slipped into the bathroom to change. I opted for another sweater and a pair of leggings. I had already showered after getting my massage, but I hadn’t washed my hair. I looked in the mirror. It was pulled back in a ponytail and I released it, letting the soft waves fall down the middle of my back.
Sliding my fingers through my hair, I pulled half of it back and secured it with my hair tie. I fixed the mascara I had applied earlier and left it at that. Miles and Julian were waiting for me and as I joined them, the three of us headed downstairs to one of the restaurants to eat.
As we waited for a table, I wandered over to the window and looked out at the snow-covered mountains. It had since stopped snowing, but there was no sense in us heading home now. Even though it was a short drive, it was getting later in the evening—and colder. That would only make for worse road conditions. If they had cleared off the snow, there was still a chance ice could form.
It was safer to stay here.
Even if there was a part of me that wanted to go home. But that came from a place of fear. I may have been safe from the elements staying here, but I wasn’t safe from Miles and Julian. There was no escaping them… and I wasn’t sure I wanted to.
“Penny for your thoughts?” Miles questioned me as he stepped up behind me. He was so close, I could feel his breath on my neck. I could feel his warmth radiating against my back. His scent penetrated my senses. It took me a second to collect myself as my mind swam.
I slowly turned around to face him, but he didn’t take a step back. I tipped my head back to look up at him. His blue eyes were bright, yet they were also filled with a haze of lust as he tucked his hands in his front pockets—almost as if it were in an effort not to touch me.
“I was just thinking about the snow and the roads.”
He tilted his head to the side. “Are you trying to figure out an escape plan?”
My eyebrows pulled together. “No.” I shook my head at him, the lie tasting bitter on my tongue. The thought had crossed my mind but I didn’t think it was that obvious, though maybe it was. “Why would you say that?”
“Just curious,” he said with simplicity, but there was something lingering beyond his words. His expression was unreadable for a moment before a playful smirk formed on his lips. “I wasn’t sure if you were going to try to run since you’re stuck with us again tonight.”
“Oh, what a shame,” I told him, rolling my eyes with sarcasm heavy in my tone. My stomach fluttered, but I ignored the warm feeling in the pit of it. “That’s exactly why I need some kind of an escape plan.”
Julian called out to us as our table was ready. Miles didn’t step away at first and shook his head at me. “There’s no escaping either of us, sweets. If you decide to run, we’ll follow.”
CHAPTERELEVEN
The three of us were seated at one of the back tables together. It was a round table, with Julian and Miles on either side of me. We all ordered some cocktails and I was grateful for that. I needed something to loosen me up a bit since the massage wasn’t seeming to have any lasting effects. It was like it never even happened earlier today. Something about having both of them at such close proximity now made the room feel like it was closing in on me.
I couldn’t think straight.
“I feel like I owe you an apology, Raegan,” Miles said softly as he turned to face me. I caught Julian’s hard gaze as he stared at his best friend, but there was also a hint of curiosity in his features. “We kind of sprung this all on you and I feel like I crossed a line I shouldn’t have.”
I looked back and forth between them. “What do you mean?”
Julian stayed silent.
“I can’t help but feel like this has made you uncomfortable.”
Shit. I swallowed roughly. I was convinced I was the only one who felt it, but I wasn’t. “I don’t know how I’m supposed to act around either of you,” I admitted. “That’s why I feel uncomfortable. Not because of either of you, but of my own fears.”
Julian studied me. “What are you afraid of, sweetheart?”
This was not how dinner was supposed to go. This wasn’t supposed to be me dumping my feelings on the table for the two of them to analyze.
“Losing both of you.”
Miles leaned across the table. “So, you’re not uncomfortable because of what we’ve said or proposed? Not because either of us kissed you or admitted we both want you.”
