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“I’m taking you away for the weekend.”
“Hang on.” I step toward her, drawing Ash with me. “We want to be with her, too.”
“Then you’re lucky my house in the Hamptons has lots of bedrooms.” He kisses Bernadette again. “Not you. You’re sleeping in my bed this weekend.”
THIRTY-SIX
BERNADETTE
“You don’t trust me?” Ford says when I start taking my drawings down and put them into my weekend bag.
The hurt in his eyes kills me.
“God, no.” I pause to hug him. “I just don’t want to be away from them. I want to keep looking at them. I love them so much.”
Smiling, Ash snaps photos of each one before I take them down.
“They are gorgeous, baby.”
“My helicopter is ready,” Emery says, stepping back into my bedroom.
“You have a helicopter?” I ask with a dropped jaw.
“Don’t all billionaires?”
“I’ll meet you at the helipad.” Ash rolls his eyes. “I need to go home and pack.”
“I have some of your clothes here,” Ford says, stroking his stubbled cheek. “Let’s go see if we can find enough for a weekend.”
They kiss and leave Emery with me in my bedroom.
“I guess you keep clothes in your Hamptons house so you can just hop on a helicopter on a moment’s notice?” I ask.
“I do.” He stands over me, stroking my hair. “Although, I don’t plan to be wearing much this weekend.”
Biting my lower lip, I ask, “What about Ash and Ford?”
“I meant in my bedroom.” His voice gets possessive.
“Does that mean I’m only yours this weekend?”
“I won’t leave you unsatisfied for a moment.” He pulls me close.
There’s a fault line fracturing with these three men. A chasm that separates what I have with Emery and what I have with Ford and Ash.
I’ve melted into the two of them. Even though they have their own dynamic.
Something nags at me that my situation isn’t like what Stella has. All four of them are committed.
But we don’t have to mimic their relationship.
I’m happy that right now I don’t have to choose. I have one more week before Stella needs the designs. I can get these new drawings into the software if I focus.
Of course, I have to work with Emery during the day, go to dinners with Ash at night, and satisfy all three of them in between.
At the end of the weekend, I’ll ask Emery if I can work on these at my desk. I doubt he’ll say no. Unless he doesn’t want me to hand them over to Stella. Doesn’t want me to move.
I shake that away.
