Page 109 of Letters to the Lost

Zanders is already in the bathroom, the shower running as steam fills the room. I didn’t even hear either of them get up or move.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, then we can cuddle in bed and watch a movie,” Zander says as Atlas carries me into the shower.

They wash me, both sets of hands on my body nearly enough to drive me crazy again but they both just focus on looking after me.

“Come on Princess. What movie would you like to watch?” Zander asks me as he dries me off with a soft towel.

“You can choose. I think I might nap while we cuddle,” I say with a yawn.

“Let’s get into bed then. I’ll wake you when your dad gets home.”

Zander leads me through to the bedroom; Atlas’s head snaps up at our entrance. He smiles sheepishly, my brown fox bed covers in his hands, the bed stripped of my previous set.

“Thought you would like some fresh bed covers,” Atlas says as he continues to make the bed.

“Thank you.”

Deciding I want some dog cuddles while I nap, I walk over to my bedroom door and shout for them. The sounds of their paws thundering towards the room as they race towards me makes a wide smile appear on my face.

“Incoming!” I announce loudly to the guys, racing from the door and jumping onto the bed, settling myself into the middle before Nanook and Parzival reach us.

Zander and Atlas both realize that they need to claim the spots next to me before the dogs reach us.

They both jump onto the bed, Atlas grabs the cover and pulls it over us just as the dogs come bundling into the room, their excited yips as they jump onto the bed make me laugh.

Some days I find it hard to believe this is my life, the love my men show me every day makes me feel so unbelievably happy that I forget the dark thoughts for a moment.

Contentment fills my chest as I fall asleep, everything forgotten for a moment.

The notes.

The gifts.

The fact I killed Jane.

It all leaves my mind as I snuggle between two of my men happily.

Chapter 41

Autumn

‘Words That Don’t Exist – Citizen Soldier’

“Pumpkin,” Atlas says, his voice filtering through the haziness of sleep.

Not wanting to wake up, I roll over, pulling the soft covers up to my chin, and burrow into a nice-smelling chest.

Said chest rumbles as it laughs, Zander's voice coaxes me from my dream, “Princess.”

“No. Sleep. Shh,” I mumble.

“Come on Pumpkin. Your dad’s been home for a few hours now. You wanted to see him, didn’t you?” Atlas says making me groan.

“But it’s so warm,” I complain.

“Get up Princess before I spank you again for being a brat,” Zander teases as he lightly swats my ass.

“Fine,” I grumble, forcing my eyes open and coming face to face with a grinning Zander, mischief sparking in his light blue eyes. Atlas chuckles sound from behind me.

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