Page 83 of The Billionaire's Bride
"Ava." Edward walks over to place a fully-loaded plate in front of me. "Did you get some rest?" He bends, kisses me on the forehead, then pours some orange juice for me.
Baron heads over to the coffee maker and returns with a steaming mug of coffee. He places in front of me. I glance down at my breakfast, then between the two of them.
"Wow," I mutter, "that’s some service, you guys."
"Only the best for my girl." Baron squeezes my shoulder before sitting down.
Edward points at my plate, "Eat, you must be starved."
"The way the two of you constantly go on about my eating, you are going to have to roll me out of here."
"I don’t see an issue with that." Edward looks me up and down and heat sears my cheeks. I glance away, devoting myself to my breakfast.
Baron puts his phone aside, accepts the plate that Edward sets down in front of him. Then, Edward takes his place and the three of us eat in silence. When I’ve managed to put away most of the omelette and the toast and fruit salad, I pick up my coffee, wait until the guys have finished eating.
"So," I ask when Baron sets down his fork, "are we going to address the elephant in the room?"
"If you’re talking about Ed, here, I see him more as a rhino."
"A rhino?" I blink.
"He constantly butts in where he’s not needed and tramples over everything." Baron smirks.
"I rather see myself more as a cheetah." Edward yawns.
"And I’m what, a lion?" Baron’s grin widens.
"And I’m confused." I glance between them. "Aren’t you two supposed to hate each other?"
"Temporary truce." Baron raises his shoulder, "You have to admit, that entire going at each other's throats dynamic was getting a little passé."
"And that was a good diversion," I scowl, "but as I was saying earlier, aren’t we going to talk about—?"
"No." Baron shakes his head.
"Nope." Edward scowls.
I gape, "You don’t even know what I am going to—"
Baron holds up his hand. "We’re never talking about it." He exchanges a glance with Edward, who nods.
"Never," he agrees.
"So…" I set down my mug of coffee, "let me get this right." I glance between them. "We are not going to talk about what happened last night?"
"What happened last night?" Baron fixes me with that impenetrable gaze.
"Yeah, do enlighten us." Edward tilts his head.
I can’t believe this. They are going to make me recap the details. Jerks. Fine, if they think I am going to back down from it, they have another think coming. "I slept," I glance at Baron, "with you," I turn to Edward, "and with you." I glance between them and wave my arms, "at the same time."
"And it’s not happening again," Baron says in a hard voice.
"Never again," Edward emphasizes, "and that’s the last we are ever going to refer to it."
I throw up my hands. ”There you two go again, doing the thing…you do…"
"What?" Baron scowls.
