Page 26 of Knot My Boss

“The next thing I knew, Michael, my brother, was cradling me to his chest. The barn on the Montrose’s property, Dylan’s parents, was on fire. Police, paramedics, and the fire department were all on scene. Sally Jo was shrieking in the background that I tried to kill the two of them in a jealous rage,” I recommence, wanting to get my dirty laundry aired before I got my hopes up that these two men would want me.

“Michael is keeping my secret from my family, at my behest. It’s unfair of me to ask that of him, and hypocritical, since that is why I ended up in the barn in the first place,” I add, tears streaming down my cheeks as guilt swamps me.

“Darby had mentioned me coming to see her, if I had time, as she informed me she plans to move here. Needing to get out of Lancaster, I packed what I could, loaded my car, and here I am.” I finish my story, holding my arms out to the side. Finally looking up to make eye contact with the guys, they share a look that has the hair on the back of my neck prickling.

“What are you studying in school?” Tavan asks, catching me off guard.

“Uhm, veterinary medicine, focusing on large animals,” I remark.

“There is room to add on to the building,” Tavan mentions, focusing on Brady.

“What about lobby space?” Brady volleys.

“Excuse me,” I say, as the two of them continue to make plans about my life, without my input. This process continues for several minutes as they map out the layout of the animal clinic, determine the location of the entrance, and decide on the ideal candidate for the receptionist position.

“Hey!” I yell, snapping my fingers in their direction. Both men startle at my outburst as I plant my hands on my hips. “How about askingmewhatIwant to do?” They both look guilty of being called out like that.

“Right,” Brady says.

“Sorry,” Tavan adds.

Tavan and Brady stand, approaching me slowly. The pair of them tower over me, since I am at least a foot shorter than they are, at five feet two inches tall.

“Are you okay with this?” Tavan asks as Brady runs a hand down my spine, causing me to shiver.

Nodding my head several times, they share a look over my head.

“You two need to stop doing that,” I tell them. My words end on a squeal as they each crouch, placing one hand under eachknee, while the other rests against my back, keeping me steady, lifting me off the ground.

Moving in tandem, they move through Tavan’s office to the back. Brady holds me steady as Tavan pulls a key from his pocket, unlocking the door. Once Brady breaches the threshold, Tavan locks the door, and we move upstairs.

The apartment is spacious, covering the entire second floor. Modern design and amenities decorate the space in neutral tones.

“Bedroom?” Brady asks, focusing my attention back on the men instead of the decor.

“Very end of the hallway,” Tavan answers.

Gently placing me in the center of the bed, Tavan is on my right with Brady on my left. Both men gaze at me reverently, as if memorizing every feature of my slight frame. I do my best not to fidget. Dylan and Sally Jo taunted me as far back as I can remember about my hourglass figure.

“You look like a pin-up model with all of your curves. I can’t wait to see you bare,” Brady says, causing heat to flush my cheeks.

“If we go too fast, or do something you aren’t comfortable with, you let us know,” Tavan adds, raising an eyebrow at Brady in challenge. Brady nods in agreement right before he begins peeling off his clothes.

My eyes widen in surprise as Tavan also begins to strip. I tuck my lips between my teeth as Darby’s statement from not too long ago pops into my head. “You need a good dicking!” Suddenly, my apprehension flies out the window.

Sitting up, I pull my sweater up over my head, grateful for the foresight of wearing a matching set of lacy undergarments. Tavan’s eyes flash red, fangs peeking out between his lips. Looking at Brady, his eyes flash amber, and his fangs also peek between his lips.

“Wha-what are you?” I ask, feeling slightly intimidated.

Tavan kneels on the bed, causing my body to jiggle as the mattress shifts beneath me.

“Vampire,” he says.

Turning my head to Brady as he assumes the same position as Tavan, his voice is gruff.

“Dragon.”

On my next breath, Tavan is nibbling on my neck as he unclasps my bra. The brush of his fangs causes me to shiver both in expectation and fear. Brady shifts to the foot of the bed and begins removing my shoes, socks, and pants, taking my panties too as he drags the fabric down my legs.

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