Page 208 of Dream Mates
“Yes.” Putting down his glass of wine, he uncovered the plate.
Wes sat next to them. “I’m so hungry.”
While those two ate, or rather, Wes ate while Spencer fed Grace salmon and mashed potatoes, we snacked, drank, and roasted all the marshmallows.
Finally, we all ended up back around the fire pit, Grace laying on top of Wes and I on one of the patio couches.
“Spencer, you’re golfing in the morning, right?” Grace asked sleepily.
“I am. Afterward, we can all have breakfast, then go to the beach. I took the liberty of reserving a cabana again.” Spencer sipped his wine.
“Perfect. I still need to finish my book for book club,” she replied.
I scooped Grace up. “I’m going to put her to bed before she falls asleep on me.”
“Okay. Good night. I love you, Spence, see you in the morning. Night everyone.” Grace waved as I carried her back to the room with Wes’ name on it.
“Mine.” I tossed her on the bed and blew on her belly, making her giggle.
“Oh, yes, sir. I’m all yours.” Her look went smoldering.
I kissed her. “Have I told you lately that I love it when you call mesir?”
Rolling off the bed, I went to lock Wesout,as he strode in. I glared.
Wes looked hurt.
“Awww, sorry, Babe.” I kissed him. “I just want a turn, too.”
“I… I want you both, please?” Grace whined. “Evan, you can lock me in your room when we get home, but tonight I need you both.”
How could I deny that? And, well, the three of us were good together.
I dive bombed her, making her laugh again.
“Tonight’s all about you.” I kissed her neck as Wes joined us on the bed. “Wanna be the filling in a sandwich?” My cock strained against my pants.
“Mmmm, yes, please.” Her scent went sweet with arousal.
“Anything you want,” I told her, gazing into her eyes. “Anything you want.”
Chapter Fifty-Four
Grace
Evan snored on one side of me, the other side of the bed empty. The curtains moved in the breeze coming in from the ocean. Getting up, I went to the bathroom, took a quick shower, and brushed my teeth and hair. My body ached from last night–and yesterday–but in a good way, because my soul and heart were all filled up.
Pulling on one of Wes’ shirts and a pair of drawstring shorts, since my clothes were all in a different bedroom, I padded out to the main area. The living room was quiet, but the smell of coffee wafted from the kitchen area as I entered it. Grabbing a mug from the rack by the pot, I poured myself a cup and added creamer and sugar.
“Good morning, Grace.” Brennan sat at the glass kitchen table working on his laptop, a cup of coffee at his side.
“Morning.” I leaned against the counter and took a long swig of the hot brew.
When Spence had said that everyone was on their way I hadn’t expectedeveryone.Coming out of the shower yesterday to see that all five of them flew here, just to make sure that I was okay, had warmed me to my very soul.
“Spencer’s golfing, but where’s everyone else?” I asked, looking around.
“Jett went for a jog and Wes is swimming laps. I think Riley’s still sleeping,” he told me.
