Page 61 of The Very Naughty List

“I am,” I say fervently. Turns out, sex with three men works up quite an appetite.

We all clamber out of bed, but as my feet hit the floor and I stand up, I wince.

Nick looks over at me protectively. “You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I give him a quick smile, since I can already see the worry gathering in his eyes. “I think that I’m just a little sore from last night.”

“Is it bad if I take that as a compliment?” Reid grins, and I can’t help but laugh.

“No, it’s not bad. You should definitely take it as a compliment. The three of you made my body do things I didn’t even know I was capable of.”

“And what’s that you were saying about us not even being able to make it halfway through your list?” Sebastian teases as he pulls his pants on. “I’d say we made it almost halfway through that list in one go last night. Pretty impressive, isn’t it?”

My sassy side rears its head, because I can’t let these three men gettoococky. I grab a robe from the dresser and tug it on, then plant a hand on my hip. “Well, there are three of you andonly one of me, so I’d say by default that means my stamina is more impressive than all of yours combined.”

Reid reaches out in a flash, catching my hand and tugging me toward him so quickly that I collide with his chest. His arm bands around me, his blue-gray eyes glinting as he murmurs, “I think you’re being a brat. Maybe you need another spanking? Or should I fuck your smart mouth again? Is that what you need?”

My blood heats at his words. I’ve always enjoyed pushing his buttons and sassing him back when he gets too bossy, but this takes it to a whole new level. It’s even more fun to get under his skin when I know that the consequences will be very, very enjoyable.

“Maybe I need both,” I murmur, arching a brow in silent challenge.

He hauls me closer against his body, one hand sliding down to grope my ass—but before he can do either of the things he just promised, Nick tugs me out of his arms, insisting on feeding me before anything else happens.

I’m not going to argue with that, despite the fact that the arousal flooding my pussy is definitely helping to banish some of the soreness. My stomach is rumbling, and I could use some coffee. None of us got a lot of sleep last night.

“I’ll meet you guys downstairs,” I tell them. “I’m just gonna hop in the shower really quick first.”

“Are you sure?” Sebastian smirks. “We like you dirty, shortcake.”

I blush and roll my eyes at him, grabbing some clothes from the dresser as they all head out of the room.

“Oh, and you should sing while you’re in the shower,” Sebastian calls over his shoulder as they go. “I want to hear you belting it out. Your voice is fucking beautiful.”

Normally, I would shy away from anyone asking me to sing. I have too many bad memories of Dylan talking down to meand constantly telling me how my voice was “too shrill” or “off key.” The reservation and self-doubt have piled up so high that I always get nervous if I know that anyone is listening. But for some reason, I feel like giving Sebastian exactly what he requested this morning. Even though they’re probably not the most objective judges, the Cooper brothers really seem to mean it when they say they enjoy my singing.

And I like that. A lot.

I grin at the spot where they disappeared, then finish grabbing stuff to change into and snatch up my phone before padding down the hall.

When I step into the bathroom, I set my clothes down on the closed toilet lid. Despite the fact that three guys live alone here, the bathroom is actually really nice. I take a moment to admire the custom cabinets that Reid must’ve built, and chuckle softly at the fact that even though Nick’s whole job is to putoutfires, there are a few delicious smelling candles lining the bathroom shelves and window ledge. I wonder if Addison got those for them, although it wouldn’t surprise me if she didn’t. I could be way off, but I can picture Reid being a bath guy, especially if he’s sore from a long day of working in his shop.

Before I turn the water on, I decide to call Lorelai. I did, after all, promise to keep her apprised of all the juicy tidbits that happened while I’m here. And last night tops the charts ofjuicy tidbits.

“Hey, Hailey!” She answers exuberantly after two rings. “Oh god,pleasesay you have something exciting to tell me, because I’m dying of boredom over here.”

I lean against the bathroom wall, keeping my voice low. “I dunno, does letting the triplets read my naughty list, and then letting themdohalf of what’s on the list to me last night count as exciting?”

There’s silence on the other end for so long that I actually pull the phone away from my ear for a second, worried that we’ve gotten cut off. The call is still connected, so I put it back to my head, my brows furrowing.

“Lorelai? You there?”

“What!?”

Her scream is so loud that I definitely lose partial hearing on that side.

“Ow, ow, ow,” I hiss, leaning my head away.

“Oh, sorry.” Her voice drops to a more normal volume as she repeats, “Whaaaat?”

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