Page 99 of Snowed In with her Mountain Men
“Maybe you should go check the calendar.”
My smile turned even more devious as I sprinted off to the kitchen; to see where this was going. I couldn’t wait to see the list of exquisite perversions they had planned for me tonight. Whatever they’d written, whatever slutty little roleplay their collective hearts desired, I couldn’t wait to fulfill their every last fantasy.
Instead, I found the entire dry erase board empty except for three simple words:
BE OUR GIRLFRIEND
My face registered pure, unblemished shock. My lips formed the words in a breathless whisper.
“Be our…”
I turned around. Oakley was standing just inside the doorway, flanked by Ryder and Jaxon.
“So, what do you think?” he asked quietly.
There were no words, no coherent thoughts I could put together as an answer. Not immediately, anyway. My heart was filled with so much love and adoration, it actually hurt.
“I… I—”
“We love you, Camryn,” Ryder said quietly. “And we don’t want you to leave. Like… ever.”
“Ever?”
“Well, not ever, ever,” Oakley chuckled. “It’s not like we’re keeping you prisoner or anything. But yeah, ever. As in, we want you to beours.”
“But…” I still couldn’t wrap my head around it. “That’s… that’s not fair.”
“To who?”
“To you!” I exclaimed. “I mean, look at the three of you. You’re incredible. You could have any woman you wanted, all you have to do is—”
“But we want you,” Jaxon said simply.
My eyes met his. Jaxon was always guarded, his emotions private. For him to say something like this, especially in front of the others, really meant something. Something significant.
“You already have me,” I shrugged. “You’ve had me since the moment you first carried me in here. Shit, I’m in love with all three of you. I just… I can’t imagine…”
“Being with us?”
Ryder looked actually worried. The pain in his eyes made my stomach queasy.
“No,” I said quietly. “Just the opposite.”
I could tell by the looks they exchanged they weren’t getting it. Before my heart broke, I had to make it clear for them.
“You think I want to walk out of here like Bryce just did?” I faltered. “The idea of it kills me! Of course I want to stay. I want to bewithyou.”
“But?”
“But at the same time, I’m a realist,” I went on. “One day, eventually, I’ll go my way and you’ll go yours. I’ve been dreading it the whole time I’ve been here. I can’t even imagine what happens next in my life, if none of you are in it.”
“Then don’t imagine it,” Ryder pleaded quickly. “You don’t have to.”
“Oh, but I do,” I countered carefully. “Don’t get me wrong, I love this place, the time we’ve had together, all the things we’ve been doing. I could say yes to being your girlfriend, and we’d have a blast. For a while, anyway. But I want a future, too. One day I want a husband. I want marriage. I want children…”
I was trying my best to hold it together, but it was a losing battle. There was too much emotion, too much of an investment. Despite my best efforts to remain calm, a tear streaked down my cheek.
“Don’t you think we want those things too?” asked Oakley.
