Page 5 of Puck Me Baby One More Time

She nods with a smile.

“And living here?”

“Yes! Isn’t that great?” Her smile widens, and my heart beats faster. “Mom and Dad are thinking about buying a condo in town. We’ll all be together again.”

“Yay, great.” I try to sound enthusiastic, but how can I move on with my life if I’m living with the men of my dreams while they go about their normal routine, oblivious to our one night of passion?

“Come on, let’s get you all settled in.” Teagan grabs my hand and leads me back to the living room.

My eyes move to Torin. He’s the oldest of the triplets. They may all have the same violet eyes, rich dark brown hair, and matching beards, but that’s where the similarities end. Torin is the serious one. Always protecting those he loves. He’s the only one who calls me by my full name. When he was deep inside me that fateful night and called me Brittany, I was in Heaven until I realized he didn’t know my real name and was just calling me Brittney, as in Brittney Spears, who I was dressed up as for the Halloween party.

Then there’s Talen. My eyes shift to where he’s sitting by the fireplace, looking through the books I’ve already stacked on the bookshelf. He seems like the shy, quiet type, but when we were together that night, his dirty talk had me coming so hard that I thought I saw stars. Who knew being called a dirty little slut would be such a turn-on?

Finally, there’s Tarek, the youngest of the three. I let my eyes roam over his body as I remember how he made me laugh during our one time together, easing my nerves to help me go through with my plan that night. Who knew sex could be so fun? He’s the jokester of the family. Always playing tricks on everyone.

They are perfect for the Minnesota Norse. Torin is Odin. Talen is Thor. And Tarek is Loki. I laugh at the thought, feeling some of the weight lift off my shoulders. These are Teagan’s brothers. I’ve known them my whole life. I’ll figure out a way to live with them without embarrassing myself.

“Hey, Britt, where do you want this box?” It takes a second for Tarek’s words to sink in. When they finally do, I realize too late that he is crouched down with his hands on the flaps of a cardboard box—a box I specifically marked as bathroom so as not to raise any suspicions.

I watch in slow motion as he opens the flaps. His eyes move from the contents of the box to mine and back. A huge grin crosses his face, and I want to crawl into a hole.

I plead with my eyes for him not to say anything about what’s inside that box.

He takes pity on me and tucks the flaps back in place, closing the box. I sag in relief, hoping my secret is safe with him. How do I explain to everyone that the box holds ten vibrators, each used once?

In my quest to forget about Torin, Talen, and Tarek, I tried to replace them by searching for the perfect vibrator. After almost two years, none have even come close.

My relief is short-lived when Tarek says, “I’ll take care of these for you. Just knock on my door when you need one.” He sets my box on top of his that’s labeled bedroom. Lifting them both, he glances backward to give me a sly smile before he strolls up the stairs.

With my heart racing, I glance around the room to find Talen and Torin engaged in a conversation with Teagan on the far side of the room—far enough that I don’t think they heard or saw my interaction with Tarek.

A vision of me wearing only a sheer, sexy nightgown and knocking on Tarek’s bedroom door to ask for one of my vibrators flashes through my mind.

Yeah, like that’s ever going to happen. I’ll always be their little sister’s best friend, not the sexy temptress from the Halloween party.

The sound of Tarek running down the stairs pulls me out of my thoughts.

“If the four of us are going to live together, we need to have some ground rules.” I cross my arms over my chest, clinging to the last of my dignity. I refuse to beg them not to bring puck bunnies or their latest fuck buddy home with them, but I’m going to make it clear that if that’s what they’re going to do, then so am I.

“I think that’s my cue to leave.” Teagan’s out the door in a flash, leaving the four of us alone for the first time ever.

“I’ll order some pizza.” Torin pulls his phone from his back pocket and scrolls through it, not asking what kind of pizza everyone wants. Not because he’s inconsiderate, just the opposite. He knows exactly what everyone likes, even me.

I’ve spent more weekends than I can count traveling with Teagan and her family to hockey tournaments all over the country. I’m an only child of an older couple, and my parents were more than happy to let me go with Teagan and her family any chance they could.

I guess when you’re set in your ways and a surprise baby comes along that you never wanted it’s easier to pawn the child off on someone else than to deal with her yourself. Don’t get me wrong. I love my parents. We’re just not very close. I’m actually closer to Teagan’s parents than my own.

After years on the road with Teagan’s family, we pretty much know everything there is to know about each other, so Torin knowing what my favorite pizza is isn’t a stretch.

Once the pizza order is placed, Torin takes a seat next to Talen, who is sitting on the couch next to Tarek. It should be alarming to have three identical faces staring at me, but it's not. I love having their eyes on me. It reminds me of our night together when they each looked at me like I was the center of their world—well, not me exactly, but their mystery girl that night.

"If we're going to be roommates, there have to be some ground rules." My words come out in a rush. I need to get this all off my chest while I still have the nerve.

"First rule, no nudity in the house."

Three identical confused faces look back at me.

"I mean, no walking around the house in only a towel or completely naked. Everyone needs to be fully clothed in the common area."

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