Page 34 of Single Mom's Firemen

I wait until the three of them are out the door before turning to face the Danson brothers again. When I do, my heart starts thudding faster and faster until there’s a whole marching band of angry drums echoing in my ear.

“First of all, I need to apologize—” I try to speak first but Eric raises his hand to silence me.

“No, Halle, I’m the one who needs to apologize. I should’ve been more careful about what we did yesterday,” he says. “Or rather, where we did it.”

“Wait, what?” I blurt out, my mind drawing a sudden blank.

Eric seems even more confused. “My brothers walking in on us?”

“Oh. That.” I remember now. Right. As mortifying as that was it wasn’t the highlight of yesterday, as it turned out.

“That,” Eric repeats after me, somewhat amused. “I’m sorry, Halle. It was an intimate situation; I should’ve been more careful.”

“It’s okay,” I mumble, lowering my gaze.

“It is and it isn’t, because we still haven’t gotten to the main issue,” Wyatt replies.

“And what’s that?” I ask, not sure if I’m ready for the answer. This entire morning has already been an emotional rollercoaster. Any more twists and turns, and I might just puke my guts out.

Eric takes a deep breath and gets up. “It’s no secret that I’m into you, Halle. It’s no secret that it’s mutual, either” he says. “And while yesterday did end on a more… awkward note, I’d like to take the opportunity to propose something.”

“Okay?”

“How do you feel about us?” Chase asks, beating his brother to the punch.

I blink a few times, the question brewing in my head but with no definitive answer. “What do you mean?”

“It’s a simple question.”

“Um, well, you’re all good men. Wonderful men. Kind. Caring. You’ve been a gift from the heavens, actually,” I reply.

Chase isn’t satisfied with my answer, so he shakes his head and comes over, making my heart squirm. I don’t like it when he gets so close because it turns me on. I can’t control the outcome here, and I don’t know what their endgame is. “What are you doing?” I ask.

“Proving a point,” Chase says and pulls me into a kiss.

I try to pull away but Eric’s words have me standing still. “Let him,” I hear him say. “You want it, too, Halle. It’s okay.”

“How is it okay?” I blurt out as soon as Chase lets me breathe. Good grief, my pulse is racing. This is so strange but it’s also setting me on fire. “He’s your brother. I can’t do this.”

“But we want you to,” Chase replies.

I stare at him, utterly dumbfounded. It’s one thing to fantasize about something like this, but it’s something else entirely to act it out.

“What? What do you mean?”

“How do you feel about us, Halle?” Wyatt asks. “Because we’re into you. All of us.”

“Oh, wow, Wyatt…” I manage. My mind says I should take a couple of steps back but my body won’t move. My body is responding to them in ways I didn’t think were possible. “This is a whole new level of wrong.”

“We’re brothers,” Eric says. “Our bond is strong. It’s unique. It’s not something you come across every day, Halle. We have shared everything for as long as we can remember. Everything. Secrets. In some cases, women too. But none of those women come anywhere close to how you make the three of us feel.”

My knees are about to give out. “Eric…”

“You are one of the most beautiful women we’ve ever met,” Wyatt adds, smiling as he joins Chase, and the two of them move in to kiss me—on each cheek. They’re sweet and tender pecks, and I cannot, for the life of me, move. I cannot reject them because I don’t want to.

“The fiercest,” Chase whispers, then nibbles on my earlobe, sending tiny jolts of lightning through my whole body. My skin tingles all over.

I take in a deep breath when Eric approaches, closing the distance between us. He catches my lips in a long and heady kiss. “The kindest,” he says.

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