Page 64 of Trust in my Heart (Desires of the Heart 2)

“Of course she would say that. She’s your woman. Not a real judge of whose ass is better,” Levi says back.

“You’re just mad that my ass is perfect,” Dylan says, and I shake my head at their antics.

“Yeah, how will I ever live with myself?” Levi says dryly.

“One day, you will be able to move on,” Dylan says with a sigh.

Everyone laughs, which seems to break the tension that was in the room.

I know every single person in this room will do whatever it takes to make sure Holly and the babies are taken care of.

Kyla and her men leave, and tell us that they will pack up Holly’s things and bring them by later.

We book another room at the hotel across the street because I know that none of us will want to leave Holly’s side, but will be forced to because of visiting hours.

Dylan leaves to pick up her tablet and a couple other things to get her through the night.

We stay until they pretty much kick us out.

We will all get through this together.

Chapter Twenty-One

Holly

Four weeks later…

The weeks go by, and every day I get more and more bored. Slowly, I have been working on things with my men. Not being able to do anything sexual with them has given us more time to get to know each other.

We spend a lot of time talking, and it has been nice.

Each day is the same but, right now, I’m about ready to rip my hair out with boredom.

Don’t get me wrong, things have been amazing. I feel like we are actually getting the chance we should have had from the start if it wasn’t for Helen.

Without her in the way, or lingering in the back of their minds, it’s almost been peaceful.

We still have the trial to go through with her and her brother, but that’s not something I let myself think about for too long.

I get nightmares almost every night, and I know each of my men feel completely helpless as to what to do.

I often wake up in a sweat, crying.

In the nightmares, my babies are taken away from me and I’m screaming for them. Helen looks over at me with that evil smirk I have permanently etched in my mind.

I suggested moving to the guest room where I had slept before so that I wouldn’t disrupt everyone’s sleep, but none of them were having it.

Honestly, I didn’t really want to move. Waking up crying and then being pulled into one of their arms is the ultimate comfort and safety that I need.

I can tell myself that the nightmares aren’t real, knowing they are here with me.

They would never let anything happen to our babies. I know that for a fact.

They have been super protective of me since I haven’t been able to do much.

I always have one of them with me. They switch out and take turns going to work.

I know things won’t always be this way with them, but this time it feels different.

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