Page 37 of Original Sins (Dark Odyssey 6)

“Great. The last thing then is the consent form. It’s the final one you’ll be filling out. It’s like signing in blood, so there’s no turning back once you put ink to paper.” She smiles, but her eyes tell a different story, reminding me of one of the bitches from school. “I suggest you read it thoroughly before they get here.”

“Sure.”

I take it, but I don’t read thoroughly to freak myself out even more than I already am. From what I scanned over, it is similar to the one I signed earlier asking me shit like if I mind anal sex or the use of butt plugs.

It’s best I don’t know specifics.

I sign, and she takes the form from me.

“Great, if you take a seat, they’ll be here in a minute. They like to grab a drink before they check out the goods.”

I don’t like how familiar she seems with them. As if she’s been with them.

Has she?

Nothing surprises me at this point.

I sit on the sofa nearest the window bay and stare outside as I do a mental check of what I’m going to say.

First, I’ll say thank you, and then I’m not sure if what I had in mind will work. I’m too shocked and shaken. The best thing for me to do is play it by ear.

What’s going to be weird is acting like I don’t know the guys. But more than that is everything else I have to worry about.

What if Dad finds out?

He could. If he does, then what?

I’d be so embarrassed and ashamed.

When the door clicks open, my poor heart jumps into my throat, but I summon the courage and look over to the two men who now own me as they stride in like they own the place.

Of course, like every female with eyes, Marie takes them in with unmistakable desire.

While I’m even more taken with them because this would be the closest I’ve been to them, what I saw from far away in my tower was nothing in comparison to the up-close versions.

The up-close versions are a masterpiece, and they’re taller too.

I place Georgiou at six feet four, and Henry may be an inch shorter. The muscle I saw from far away was also distorted, but I wasn’t that much off the mark when I compared Henry to a marine. He really does have a body like that and just looking at him makes my mouth water.

Bothof them make my mouth water.

God, is that normal?

Surely I should like one more than the other or something like that, but I feel the same type of arousal for the two of them equally.

I’ve never heard of anyone talking about having feelings for two men at the same time, not even Cordelia.

Sure, some cheat and sleep around and have relationships with everyone, but this is not the same thing.

They stop by Marie first, and while they sign the paperwork, I continue to watch with fascination.

When they’re done, Georgiou looks at Marie and cocks his head toward the door. “You may leave now,” he tells her in a dominant authoritative manner that makes her obey like an obedient servant.

Quickly she gathers the paperwork and leaves, taking her icy personality along with her.

When the door closes, we’re alone.

All alone, and I can’t get my heart out of my throat.

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