Page 76 of Chasing Storm
“See you, Stormy.”
We hang up, and I return to the men with a small smile playing on my lips. “Ask me again.”
JP looks up from where he is flicking through his phone. He sits up straighter. “You sure?”
I nod.
Standing in my bedroom, clutching my phone, dressed in a cherry print tee that barely covers my arse, my stomach twists into a knot of anticipation.
JP smirks. That sexy, wicked curve of his lips that makes me want to kiss him.
“We’re just three clueless guys, standing in front of a girl, asking her to be with us.”
I watch as the three men drop to their knees in front of me.
“Yes.”
I drop to my knees as well. I’m flattened to the floor, one of my men ripping at my tee, another kissing me deeply as another pushes my legs apart.
Bliss.
I’m floating on a cloud of pure bliss.
46
STORM
Staring at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, I pull my hair into a ponytail, and I’m ready to go. Suddenly, I hear a loud thump coming from the living room.
Frowning, I creep past Thatcher and JP, still sleeping in my bed. Moving quietly past the screens that cut off my bedroom from the living area, I see Josh is already up, bustling around the room, looking for something.
“Josh?” I ask. “Everything okay?” I grimace inwardly as I sound like my parents.
Josh looks up from his task and gives me a warm smile. “Hi,” he says, his voice soft and gentle. “I wasn’t sleeping, so I figured I'd get up and tidy the place. We’ve descended on you and made a mess of your flat.”
I feel a rush of love for him and take a few steps closer. “You don’t have to do that.”
“I do. Those two are pigs.” He grins, indicating the bedroom.
I giggle and look around. It’s notuntidyas such, just too small for all of us and our stuff.
“You ready to go?” he asks.
I nod, looking back at him. “Yeah, I’ll just grab some coffee.”
“Already done. Also, a croissant from the coffee shop.”
“You seriously need to stop feeding me all these gorgeous pastries. I’m going to fill this flat all on my own if you don’t.”
“There’d just be more of you to love.” He gives me a sassy smile.
“Fuck off,” I reply good-naturedly.
He crosses to the kitchen and picks up my coffee and food. “I’ll walk with you.”
I shake my head. “You don’t have to do that. It’s twenty minutes away.”
“I’ll catch a taxi back. I have to go to the bookshop today anyway. Elle is going to kill me as it is for abandoning her.”
