Page 79 of Hiding for the Holidays
“I-I’m sorry,” I stutter, biting my lip nervously. I have no idea how to act right now, and they’re all looking at me like there is nothing wrong with lying here naked, having obviously slept with Leo, when I’m dating all three of them.
“For what?” Grant asks, sounding confused.
“I—For—Uh…” I don’t even know how to voice my concerns to them. I feel anxiety start to claw its way up my chest at the thought of them being upset with me or forcing me to choose between them.
“Hey, sweetheart, it’s alright. Come here.” Grant holds the sheet to keep me covered, gesturing for me to turn to face him. Between him and Leo, they keep the sheet hiding my body as I sit up and scoot closer to Grant. He wraps his arms around me and the sheet and lifts me into his lap, so I’m facing the other two.
“Now, just so it’s clear, we all agreed to be in this relationship with you, and you’ve done nothing wrong.”
My heart pounds heavily in my chest as I try to absorb his words. Did he really mean that?
“You’re not upset?” I can’t help but ask as I tilt my head up to him.
“Do you still want me?” he asks quietly.
I nod quickly. “Yes. Is that wrong?”
The corner of his mouth tugs up in a satisfied smile. “Not at all.” He grips my chin and tilts my head up further, his soft lips meeting mine as he kisses me tenderly. It doesn’t last long but it’s enough for my nipples to harden against the sheet, reminding me I’m still naked underneath it.
“And don’t feel you need to do anything to keep things even. Take things with each of us at their own pace,” he clarifies, and I can’t help but turn myhead to Asher.
He gives me a nod, as if agreeing with Grant. “There’s no pressure, baby.”
I would expect that statement to be a relief, but it’s not. I want to know what it’s like to sleep with Asher, too. I know that makes me greedy, and the fact that I still have Leo’s cum on my thighs isn’t lost on me. But it doesn’t change how I feel.
These three men have wormed their way into my heart, and every part of me wants to claim them all as mine.
I remember what they were saying when I woke up, changing my direction of thought as I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion.
“What were you guys talking about? Me not going anywhere alone or something?”
They all glance at each other, their expressions turning serious before Grant answers. “Leo told us about what happened at the café. That Scott is here looking for you.”
I shiver nervously, remembering how I felt, thinking he was watching me. Grant hugs me tight against him and kisses the top of my head.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’re going to take care of everything. He won’t even get near you.”
“But he’s here, I can’t stay guarded forever. What are we going to do?” I ask in worry. As much as I knew any of these three could take on Scott, they couldn’t be with me twenty-four-seven.
“I spoke with Detective Barron,” Leo says as he reaches out to stroke my foot through the sheet. “They weren’t able to get ahold of Scott. The officers in Parker Heights can’t locate him, so there is an APB out for him now. Barron has all the local cops on alert. He even gave them a photo of him that he found online.”
“It’s a small town,” Asher adds. “Someone will spot him.”
“And if he finds me first?” I can’t help but ask.
“We’ll take care of him.”
“But—”
Asher shakes his head. “Nope. No buts about it. He won’t get a chance to hurt you ever again. Not now we have you.”
My whole body flushes at his words.
His eyes turn heated and he crawls forward towards me. Grant holds me tight, not letting me squirm away as Asher prowls right up to me, his hand finding my throat and slowly stroking my pulse point as he eyes study my face.
“We’re not just keeping you safe, Rosie. We’re keeping you.”
My eyes widen, and he leans forward, kissing me so hard my eyes roll back in my head as pleasure hums through my body. My core tightens, wishing there was something there to help alleviate the pressure building, but Asher pulls back way too soon for my liking.
