“You like to read books?” I ask, moving away from the touchy subject.
“You haven’t seen my bedroom yet, have you?” he chuckles for an answer, and I give him a questioning look. I really don’t think he’s joking or trying to hit on me.
“Come on, I’ll show you,” he says. We don’t talk much on the way home, but it’s a comfortable silence. When we get to the house, Dominic takes my hand as we walk in and leads me straight up the stairs. The doors to the bedrooms are all closed, and Dominic opens the one on the far left. He switches the light on for me, and I look around the room in awe. There’s fivemassive bookcases around the room, filled with books. There is little room for anything else other than the large bed, a leather chair in the one corner and a wardrobe. The bookcases are all made out of dark wood and match the furniture in the room. The bed sheets are white, matching the white carpet.
“Wow, that’s a lot of books, Dom,” I say as he shuts the door behind me, and I walk up to the closest bookcase near the door.
“I like to read,” he shrugs.
“Why not get a kindle?” I ask him, I like to read sometimes, too, but nowhere near this level.
“I like real books, but I do have a kindle. I just don’t use it often,” he says. I skim over the titles, surprised to see everything from the classics to romance.
“I’ve read this,” I say, pulling out a book that’s about a school of Dragons. It’s a heart- wrenching romance, and I have to admit I cried reading it.
“That one is a killer, and maybe you could not tell the guys about my choices in books? I read a lot of romance,” he says, and I glance back to see him blushing. I have the feeling he doesn’t let anyone see his collection of books, and I’m so happy he let me see them.
“It’s hot, a man who reads romance,” I tell him honestly.
“Well, at least you know you’re dating a romantic stripper,” he chuckles.
“Maybe that romantic stripper could recommend a few books to me?” I ask, and he grins, nodding as he heads over to another bookcase.
I leave his bedroom much later with an arm full of his favourite books and a big smile.
Twenty-Nine
ELLIE
“Hey, can I come in?”I ask as I stand in the doorway of Andre’s room, after he opens it. He nods, opening the door further, and I walk in, surprised to see Kaiden sitting on the chair by the desk typing on his phone.
“Hi, little missy,” he says, putting his phone away. Andre goes to sit on the bed, picking up the guitar and putting it on the wall next to him.
“Everything okay?” he asks.
“Yes, I just wanted to let you know that the baby’s things are coming soon. I just got a text, and I’ll need some help to get them up the stairs,” I say.
“Okay, Ellie, come and sit.”
“Will you play for me?” I ask as I sit on his bed, feeling a little awkward with both Andre and Kaiden watching me closely.
“Sure,” Andre shrugs. Kaiden gets up and walks around the bed, and then climbs up on it. He lies down and pats the space next to him.
“Might as well be comfy,” Kaiden grins, and I laugh a little.
I glance over at Andre who nods at me, before getting up to pick the guitar up. I crawl across the bed and lie down. Kaidenpulls me closer, his body pressed against my back, and his hand resting protectively on my bump.
I look over at Andre, who smiles as his eyes sweep down my body and stop on Kaiden’s hand on my bump. He looks away, down at the guitar.
Andre starts playing“Can I Be Him?”by James Arthur. He sings along with the words, and he is so good. I’m completely mesmerized until he stops playing the song and smiles.
“What do you think?”
“If our baby has even an ounce of your talent, he or she is going to be so lucky,” I say, and he puts the guitar down. I watch, feeling my heart beating as Andre gets onto the bed and lies close to me. His hand slides into my hair, and he kisses me.
I don’t move until I feel Kaiden’s lips on my neck, knowing he doesn’t mind. I move slowly at the start against Andre’s lips, feeling his hands sliding down my body. I moan when I feel Kaiden’s hands slide around to my breasts and his thumbs gently roll over my hard nipples. Andre’s kisses become more fevered as he rolls me onto my back, and Kaiden’s lips move away. I feel Kaiden moving down my body, and then him rolling my top up.
“Do you want us to stop, Ellie?” Andre asks, moving back a little and stopping the kisses. I watch as Andre pulls his top off slowly, showing me all those tattoos that I know. I glance up at him, then move my eyes to Kaiden who is kneeling between my legs. His hands are ready to push my shirt up and take this a step further. Everything I feel for them both comes to me; I care about them both. I want them both, and I know I would never regret this.