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“I’m at work. So seriously, did something come up?” I almost sound normal.
Axel snickers.
I try to step to the side to signal to the woman, but Nova grabs my arm. “Hold on. It’s our turn.”
“Your turn for what?”
“To make a wish.” He points at Santa.
“This is for kids.”
Nova leans to the side. “Santa, do you discriminate by age? You know you can’t get away with that anymore.”
Santa stays in character and does the deep belly laugh. He pats his leg. “Step right up. Tell me your deepest, darkest wish.”
Oh, shit.
Nova says, “If you don’t want us to sit on his lap and reveal our wishes, you can promise us another visit.” He leans closer and lowers his voice. “I’ll do better this time.”
Better? He may not have fucked me the way he wanted to, but after he nutted all over me, he got me off with his hand. Being covered in the musky scent of his release intensified my orgasm to the point he had to carry me off the counter and hold me until I drifted back.
That’s when I panicked and insisted they take me home. His strong arms holding me against his thick chest. His lips trailing little kisses in my hair. And the little murmuring when I swear he said, “I love you.”
It all felt too good. And here they are making me want them more than ever. I’d planned on proving that sex was no big deal. I’ve never been more wrong. But I’m too afraid to say how much I want them.
“So be it.” Nova smirks then lets go of my arm. He sits on Santa’s lap while Knight and Axel stand on either side. The cameraman snaps a photo. It is fucking adorable. I’ll give them that.
Santa takes it all in stride and gives the same line he’s said a hundred times tonight. “What’s your wish?”
My heart is caught in my throat.
I turn to Liz, “You can go. I’ve got—”
Knight’s voice cuts me off. “We wish for a woman who’d be willing to share the three of us.”
Axel says, “Who can handle our sometimes inappropriate humor.”
Nova adds, “Who makes us as happy as we plan on making her.”
I make Nova happy? And he plans on making me happy? He was my main partner in the ‘no commitment’ arena.
Santa says, “This will be a fun delivery. She can sit on my lap while Rudolph pulls my sleigh.”
Knight objects, “Oh no, Santa. If she’s sitting on a lap, it’s going to be one of ours.”
“All right. So what do you want her to look like?”
The guys talk over each other asking for light skin, long brown, straight hair, a wide smile that shows off her pretty teeth, but not in a weird way, a perky little nose, long legs…
Santa winks at me as I worry my lower lip. “Would you be happy if she was named Wendy?”
The guys laugh, but a public admission that they want me is scary.
Liz hasn’t left yet. I’m sure nothing could compare to this freak show. She steps closer to me. “I know you’re hesitant to commit right now but recognize an opportunity when it presents itself. Why not try this thing with your brothers? Hell, if you won’t, I’m close enough to that description. I could let them call me Wendy.”
She’s joking, but the jealousy that flares through me makes it clear how I feel. Again. Am I going to keep denying all of the signs that things are good with my brothers?
“That’s what I thought,” she continues. “Instead of me leaving, you need to.”
