Page 54 of Stuck On Them

She laughed, and not just a haha funny laugh, but one that I was sure drew attention to her. “My fault? Fine, I’ll take the blame for you about to have the most epic sexual experience of your life.”

“I already have.” I took my purse off and lay back on the bed. “I can’t go back out there.”

“Yes, you can and you will. March your cute little self out there, introduce yourself as their girlfriend, and there you go. You can throw those hussies overboard and let the sharks feast on them.”

“You’ve been around hockey players too much. And I’m not their girlfriend. It’s a little presumptuous to assume they want that.” It was so unconventional of a concept that I didn’t even know how to bring it up without feeling like a fool.

“They haven’t killed each other yet, have they? And they know about all the sex and whatever else you’ve been up to with each of them?”

“Yes. They share everything with each other it seems.” I picked at a loose thread on the comforter. “Is it weird that I feel like this and barely know them?”

She was quiet for a few moments and when she spoke, her voice was soft. “I asked my dad once when he knew Mom was the one and he said he knew the moment she smiled at him. I know it’s corny, but sometimes there’s just an undeniable connection.”

“I don’t know if it’s that simple considering there are three of them.” I sighed, overwhelmed by the situation and my own emotions.

“It’s not always simple, but it’s worth taking a chance on. You don’t want to look back one day and wonder what if.”

I sat up, wiping away my tears once again. “You’re right. I should take a chance on them.”

“That’s the spirit! Now go out there and claim your men.”

My men.

Oh, God, what was I even thinking?

It was terrifying, and my heart was still in pieces from the last time I’d let someone have it. But Nora was right. I couldn’t let fear hold me back from something that could be amazing.

Nora and I said our goodbyes, and I went back into the bathroom to make sure I didn’t look like I’d had a breakdown.

My eyes were a little red, but that’s what sunglasses were for.

As I walked out of the room and headed back toward the stairs leading up to the next deck, I psyched myself up. I wasn’t a confrontational person, but the closer I got to the voices, the more I gritted my teeth.

I stopped just before I got to the top of the stairs, staying out of view. There were definitely two women, but then a man who wasn’t Ryker, Luca, or Garrett said something.

That voice sounded very familiar.

After reminding myself that there were copious places on the yacht I could hide if things didn’t go well, I ascended the last few steps.

Ethan was sitting with the two women, their heads together as if they were gossiping. He saw me first, and his face lit up.

“Paige!” He jumped up and rushed over to me, looping his arm through mine and leading me to the two women. “There you are! We were just talking about you.”

“Uh... okay?” If Ethan was already friends with these women, that must have meant they’d been around for a while.

I felt like I was going to puke as we stopped in front of them. They were both gorgeous.

“I was telling them all about how you wrote ‘fuck you’ and ‘I quit’ on sticky notes and left them on your desk. It was really epic.”

“Ry must have had steam coming out of his ears,” the blonde woman said quietly before she stood andhuggedme. “I’m Libby.”

The other woman with brunette hair stood and hugged me too. “And I’m Harper. Ethan was just catching us up on the woman who made our brothers act like idiots just a minute ago when Luca said you were here.”

Sisters.

My shoulders sagged in relief, and I felt like cryingagain. I used to think something was wrong with me until my mom told me people who cried a lot were highly in-tune with their emotions and to stop getting upset over getting upset.

“It’s nice to meet you both.” I tried to keep the tremble out of my voice, but it was a struggle. “They um... acted like idiots?”

---