Van shrugs and pushes his hands into his pockets. “I can’t be a priest and lust after a girl who is into some of the darkest shit, like me. I’ve never felt so alive. Last night she breathed life back into me and tonight… Fuck, she is perfect.”
“She was made for us,” Hudson growls.
“I’m keeping her,” I declare.
“We’rekeeping her,” Van corrects.
“We’re so fucked, she will figure out it’s the three of us,” Hud mutters.
“Then we make the choice easy. We get her to fall for us without the masks on, so when the time comes, it will be too late for her, she won’t have to choose.”
“How the fuck do we do that, Kye?” Van bites.
“We each get burner phones and start texting her. We make a group chat and force the little minx to open up about her feelings about her roommates.” Both the guys laugh and agree to my plan.
Time to play on the dark side, bunny.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
PEYTON
I can still feel the ghost of them inside me.
Every step I take I feel them. I didn’t see any of the guys when they came home last night. After I showered, I passed out and didn’t wake until Hudson started banging on my door this morning, demanding I get up and get ready for church. The drive was short and filled with silence but it wasn’t awkward. I was surprised when Hudson announced Kye would be joining us.
Sitting here in the back row with Tess feels wrong. I feel like God is judging me right now. I can’t shake the feeling that I am being watched and it’s eerie. I know I shouldn’t be here, I sinned so badly but fuck, I can’t find it within myself to care. If those three masked guys showed up right now, I would run out of this church with them and let them fuck me in broad daylight against the side of the church.
You only live once, so I may as well enjoy it and deal with burning for the rest of eternity in hell later.
“Did we raise enough to fix your house?” Tess whispers, pulling me from my thoughts.
“I didn’t ask,” I admit, feeling like an asshole. I should have asked Van or Mom yesterday but I just… I couldn't focus on anything aside from meeting my guys.
Wait!
My guys?
We fucked twice and now I am labeling them as mine? I need to get my head checked, pronto!
“I heard from my mom and a couple of the other ladies that they put in extra cash because they heard you were living with Van and wanted you away from their priest before you could corrupt him.” I snort loudly and quickly cover my mouth, then slouch down in my seat when everyone swings their head toward me.
“Carry on, Father,” I mutter, earning a glare from Van at the front of the church. If I didn’t have the entire town’s attention on me right now, I’d flip the asshole off but I manage to refrain. Tess shakes with silent laughter. I give her the stink eye and pull out my phone, frowning when I see a text from an unknown number.
Unknown - Did you have fun last night
Me - Who the hell is this?
*Unknown added, Goliath and Saint to the chat
Me - Who the fuck are you and who are those other two you added?
I sit here bouncing my leg up and down, my chest is tight with hope. I want it to be my masked men but I don’t want to build myself up in case it isn’t them. The disappointment would be a killer.
Goliath - Oh, Bunny, did you forget us already?
I gasp and quickly cover my mouth. Tess shoots me a look but I wave her off and quickly type out a reply.
Me - How could I forget you when I can still feel the ghost of you inside me.