AllFreeNovel
Share Us
In truth, as soon as Luke accidentally spilled the beans, I expected Cilian to turn and walk away. But to hear him not only confess his feelings but argue for how he could make a better match for her—long term—than either Luke or me?
Now, I actually believe that Mia could be happy with any of the men who have fallen for her. She and her baby would be loved and well cared for no matter who she chose.
Only, I don’t want to let her go. And I fear that, if forced to make a decision, she might not want to pick me.
That more than anything freezes my tongue, and I suddenly find myself unable to object to her confession—that she doesn’t want to choose between us.Does that mean she wants to be with all three of us? That we would all be a part of one relationship?
I’ve always considered myself a more conventional relationship person. But if that’s what Mia wants, I find I’m actually quite open to the idea. I think I would be willing to share. Cilian, Luke, and I have proven we’re perfectly capable of it several times now. And despite the healthy competition we’ve put into motion over the past two days, we were still able to set that aside and share Mia equally when things got steamy in the library.
Perhaps that’s because Mia is so skilled at handling us simultaneously.
But there are also few other men in the world I think I would be willing to share with. And despite our different backgrounds and differences of opinion, I respect both Luke and Cilian. I trust that they love and would care for Mia as well as I intend to.So, why couldn’t we share her?
If I’m being perfectly honest with myself, I would be willing to take whatever Mia would give me of herself because I’m head over heels for the girl. She’s smart, creative, fun, passionate.
She’s so open-hearted that she not only took my daughter under her wing but brought her out of her shell, even though Lindsey’s been struggling and heartbroken over her mother’s unpredictability.
She’s a miracle worker with a heart of gold. So, I’m willing to do whatever it takes to keep Mia. I want to love her and her child in whatever capacity she’ll let me.
The silence hangs thick and heavy as we all sit stunned by her statement, no one quite sure how to move forward from this square. Though, by the looks of it, I suspect Cilian and Luke are more closely aligned with my thinking than I had anticipated they could be.
Mia, on the other hand, seems to take our silence as rejection, the tip of her nose growing pink as she fights to hold back tears. I open my mouth to reassure her that I’m on board.
But before I can get a single word out, the bedroom door slams open and one of the staff members comes rushing inside.
“Someone’s in here!” I bark, helping Mia pull the covers up around her body as Cilian and Luke close ranks to give her a bit more privacy.
The maid freezes, her eyes taking in the scene with stunned horror, and her face turns beet red as she realizes what she just walked in on. “I’m so sorry,” she gasps, immediately averting her gaze, her eyes shifting from one spot to the next as if she’s unsure of where it might be safe to look.
Cilian takes the opportunity to scoop his boxers up off the floor, and he slips into them while Luke and I grab pillows to cover our nether regions.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to burst in on you, Miss Florence. It’s just that… your father has arrived. He told me to come fetch you right away.” Her eyes flick up to meet Mia’s, the hint of desperation all the warning we need.
“Shit,” Luke mutters.
The maid yelps and turns away once more as Luke and I dive from the bed, all three of us scrambling to dress before Mike sees something he shouldn’t.
But it’s too late.
I can hear his booming voice just down the hall, and a moment later, he enters through the open door of Mia’s room with a broad smile on his face, a young brunette on his arm.
“Mia, dear, we finally made it. I had to bribe the pilot with an extra week of vacation to get here to—”
He freezes, his words dying on his lips as soon as he registers the sight before him. Mia in bed, her blankets pulled up around her body. Luke, Cilian, and me frozen in various states of undress, and the maid, her back to us, though I can still tell she’s blushing all the way out to the roots of her graying hair.
Mike’s newest young fling—his most recent secretary, if I recall correctly—looks stunned, her blue eyes wide in shock, her full lips slightly parted in disbelief. Then, as if seeking an explanation, she turns to look at Mike, whose face has turned a dangerous shade of puce.
“What—just what the hell is going on here?” he demands, his voice shifting from affectionate to blustering in an instant.
“Daddy, I can explain,” Mia says, her face pale, her eyes wide with fear.
“You'd better have a very good explanation, young lady!” he barks, his temper rising.
“Well, I… that is, we… I mean, it just kind of happened on Halloween—”
“Halloween! You mean you four have…” His face grows apoplectic with rage as he seems to finally take in exactly who is half-naked in the room with Mia. “You bastards. I’ll kill every last one of you for thinking you can lay a hand on my daughter!” he bellows.
“No, Daddy, please! It’s not what you think!” Mia cries.
