Page 66 of Twisted Bonds
"Okay. Laney and Heather will be here. I'm going to grab some lunch with Beau."
"Oh? I'm so happy to hear that, Ryan." My friend smiles.
"Don't look too much into it." I chuckle. "I still don't know what I'll do yet. However, I'll admit that I got turned on when he went after Erik. But then I got turned on when Bain stepped in front of Beau and me, protecting us from him." I sigh heavily.
"What are you going to do, Ryan?" Heather asks.
"Honestly? I haven't a clue. Can I have a guy that has both their traits?" I question jokingly.
Heather smirks. "Why not just have both? That actually sounds pretty hot. Father and son, tag team duo." Heather laughs as she makes a gesture of a big sign in the air.
"You're not serious!" I choke out.
My friend shrugs, and I glance at Liv disbelievingly, only to see her grinning. "No way…you too?"
Liv shrugs. "It will end your torment, give you what you're looking for, and she's right…it's pretty hot."
I throw my hands in the air. "I give up!" I turn to my office, but then a thought pops into my head, and I spin back around. "It will never work, you know. Beau is too macho and possessive to share me, especially with his father."
The look that Heather and Liv share is all too knowing, but instead of addressing it, I turn and walk into my office, slamming the door behind me. They're crazy if they think I will ever have a relationship with both father and son. Besides, what about poor Chloe? I could never do that to her. I felt bad enough when Bain gave me that session last night. He no longer belongs to me. Bain Huntley is legally off the market.
"Anywhere special you want to eat?" Beau asks as I settle in on the passenger side.
"No. You can pick; I'm good with wherever," I tell him.
"Okay, McDonald's it is."
I gawk at him momentarily until I see the slight curve in his mouth. "Yeah, a Big Mac sounds really good."
He grins, and then a comfortable silence forms in the cab. I remember when I first went out to Cali, and he picked me up in this truck. So many memories of that day. The banter this morning reminds me of that day over two years ago…
"What? No Lexus or BMW?"
"Marines don't drive those kinds of vehicles,"he stated, helping me up and slapping my ass as he did.
"Mm, I'm anxious to see how you drive this monster."
"Fast and hard, baby…just like I do you."He winked as he shut my door, grinning.
"You better be ready to do just that when we get home, mister!"I had lectured him.
He definitely did just that, but not until he put a ring on it. My thumb moves to roll the plain gold band around on my ring finger, only to find it bare. I wonder what the brothers did with it? Not that it matters; I'm sure it'slong gone by now. It wasn't much, but I cherished it because Beau gave it to me and had it engraved to say,"I will never love another."
Thinking about the ring now brings me back to that day. The day my life changed forever. I knew Beau would be coming home soon, so I went out and bought a few sexy things to wear for him, but when I returned home and came out of the bathroom, Dante and Luca were there waiting for me.
I had wondered how they were able to get into the community when it was only the military and their wives who were allowed. When they tugged me into the car's back seat, I noticed the Marine at the wheel. I was an open book at that point in my life because the look on my face gave me away.
"Yes, poppet, we have people everywhere,"Luca had whispered in my ear."How do you think we found you?"
Luca had pulled me onto his lap when we got into the car. I struggled to get off, but it only made things worse. At that point, he laughed and gripped me around the waist."Settle down, poppet, before I force you to settle down."
"I can sit in the seat myself, thank you very much!"I argued with him, but that didn't go over well.
"Who has the fucking gun, poppet?"The cool metal brushed against my temple once again, and I froze.
Dante's chuckle from beside us seemed loud and unnerving as the seconds dragged on. I waited for something more to happen, but finally, Luca had removed the gun from my head, only to bring his hand with said gun to rest on my thigh. The younger brother was fascinated with smelling me, and as he held me to him, Dante grabbed my hand and tried to take my ring from it, but it wouldn't budge.
"Take your ring off, poppet. You won't need it any longer,"Dante informed me."You will be pleasing us from now on, and I don't need the reminder that you let a fucking Huntley into our new cunt."
