Page 29 of Room for Three

“You good?”

I blink away my daze and find my boss staring at me, eyebrows furled in concern. My cheeks heat because I’ve been busted daydreaming about what happened this morning with Travis.

Whatdidhappen?

“Yep. Just need to grab some extra butter for table fifteen.”

Aiden’s eyes narrow as though he doesn’t believe me, but finally moves past it, handing me a small dish of whipped butter. I swivel around and bolt from the kitchen, hoping to escape my embarrassment.

Since table fifteen didn’t actually need butter, I set the dish down near the drink station. I really like my job so far, but today I’m off my game. I’d even been so out of it this morning that Coach Long asked me to stay after class to make sure everything was okay at home.

No.

Nothing is okay at home.

What happened this morning was intense, amazing, and hard to believe.

I’ve also been struggling with the guilt of it. Not that I regret seeing Travis as he pleasured himself because of me or that I reciprocated, but because we did it behind Cole’s back.

What will he think of me now?

I’ve been a wrecking ball in their lives since the moment I moved in. It’s possible they’ll grow sick and tired of my chaos. Then what?

I have nowhere else to go.

The pain of that realization cuts me to my core.

I’d been hurt over Cole’s dismissal of me after our kiss last night. God, it was the best kiss of my life. But he ruined it by freaking out. I’ll admit I even cried a little into my pillow before falling asleep.

So, when I saw Travis in my room this morning, I had this overwhelming need to see if I could make him want me like Cole so clearly doesn’t.

Travis does want me.

He made that crystal clear when he joined in on the forbidden activity and instructed me on pleasuring myself.

Was that the end of it for us or will there be more?

I’m sore from my fingering but the delicious tingle in my clit has been there all day. It’s as if I woke up nerves that need constant stimulation. Even standing here, I can’t help but rub my thighs together to relive the ache. The wetness from my arousal won’t go away. In fact, after school, I had to change underwear and grab a pantyliner just in case.

Someone clears their throat, and I jolt. My skin is hot from the memories, but also from being caught again. This time, though, it’s not Aiden. A group of people waiting to be seated are at the hostess area.

Not just any group.

A group I know intimately well.

The Monahans.

Seeing Addison is what makes it bearable. I barely make eye contact with her before she bounds over to me, throwing her arms around me. Tears sting my eyes as I hug my friend. Her familiar perfume invades my senses, making my heart thump with pure joy.

“I miss you,” Addison says, not letting go. “It’s so boring without you.”

“I miss you too.”

We pull apart and the rest of the family watches me intently. I give Leah an awkward hug and then wave to Addison’s brothers. Owen flashes me one of his signature grins that used to warm me until I realized his nighttime problem. Until he rubbed his cock on me while in a sleepy trance. Now he makes my skin crawl.

It’s not lost on me that Owen, who’s around the same age as my dad, Cole, and Travis, makes me cringe while my new roommates turn me on so badly, I have to wear a pantyliner to keep from soaking through my underwear.

“When Addison told us you’re working at the esteemed Smoke & Sugar, I knew we had to come pay you a visit,” Owen says, never losing his grin. “We’re so proud of you. All grown up now.”

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