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“So says the guy who proposed a whole-ass foursome with her,” I say, my lips pursing.
Ed gives me a dark look. “I knew she wouldn’t go through with it.”
“Did you?” I say.
“Yeah,” he says.
“I’ve never seen you make jokes out of nothing. It’s just not you.”
“I just meant to intimidate her,” Ed says. “Nothing more.”
“Well, job done perfectly because she’s been upstairs since yesterday,” I say sarcastically. “And speaking of that, are we just going to keep on taking food to her upstairs?”
“I don’t know,” Artie says honestly. “I took her breakfast.”
“And I took lunch,” I say. I had a short but polite conversation with her, but from the look on Artie’s face when he came downstairs, it looked like he’d done more with her. If I didn’t know any better I would think he had sex with her. But that’s not like Artie. Or at least I hope it’s not. Things have changed with the arrival of this girl. She has all three of us on edge. Heck, she had Ed of all people suggesting we have a fucking orgy.
Even though he might deny it now, I saw how he looked at Susan when she was taking her top off. I don’t blame him. He’s a red-blooded male just like me, and I almost came in my pants just in anticipation of having her. I didn’t care that my brothers were there, that I would have to share this woman with them, or that they would see me getting naked. There are some unspoken boundaries between us but those came crumbling down last night.
All the rules have changed since her arrival.
“No,” Ed says firmly. “I’m not doing anything like that.”
Artie eyes him warily. “It’s not like we’re asking you to give her your kidney.”
“Or your pride,” I say. “The poor girl has been through a lot since you suggested the failed foursome. If we think about it critically, it’s really on you, you know?”
Ed glares at me. “I simply suggested it. I didn’t force her into going through with it.”
“So you’re saying you wouldn’t actually fuck her if it came to it?”
“That’s irrelevant,” Ed says. “Don’t forget that we found her trespassing.”
“Yeah, because she booked this place off Airbnb where we put it in the first place,” Artie says. “And now, for better or for worse, she’s snowed in with the very people she accidentally trespassed on. Think of how embarrassing it must be for her.”
“I know I call you a smart-mouth but I sometimes love it when you use logic, especially if it’s against him,” I say, pointing my thumb at Ed. He grips the harmonica hard, and I can see him imagining wringing my neck.
“Yeah, this is all really your fault,” Artie says. He looks like he’s enjoying it. “You should take dinner—” He stops, his gaze focusing on a point at my back.
“Finish your point,” I say.
“I don’t think I need to,” Artie manages to say. He looks dumbstruck, and even Ed is now staring.
Frowning, I turn my head toward the staircase. Susan is at the very top, looking like a sight straight out of my favorite fantasy. She’s wearing a lacy, deep-red babydoll that hugs all her perfect, voluminous curves and leaves little to the imagination. The deep plunge neckline outlines her perfect, round breasts. I can’t tear my eyes off her.
I get to my feet, and I’m pretty sure my jaw is hanging open. My brothers don’t look any different, staring at her slack-jawed, their gazes slightly unfocused.
I dig my fingernails into my palm to remind myself that I’m not dreaming. When I look up, she’s still there. Her long blonde waves cascade down her back. She keeps her gaze on us as she begins to descend. She might be looking at me, or either of my brothers, but she’s the center of attention for us three.
She smiles as she walks over to us. Up close, I can practically see through the transparent and rather flimsy material. My gaze skims her from head to toe, lingering at her thighs where the silk brushes against her milky-white skin.
Fuck. She’s gorgeous and perfect.
“I’m so sorry for acting like a total weirdo today,” Susan says.
“Susan,” I breathe, surprised that I’m able to get words out. “You look so good.”
Both of my brothers appear to be dumbstruck at the sight of her. The room is absolutely quiet except for the soft crackle of the fireplace, and maybe my dick that is practically screaming at me to get it out of my jeans. I fidget, but it barely does anything to relieve me of my discomfort. I have the worst raging erection of my life.
