Page 41 of Her Billionaire Bossholes

"That's not the question we should be asking," I grumble, setting the neatly stacked papers at the center of the table. "What we should be asking is whether or not it's what Charlie wants."

"It is." Jackson's response is immediate. "Considering the way she behaved when we fucked her, that's pretty obvious."

He has a point. The look in her eyes... the way she was just too eager to please all three of us...

I nod in agreement. "Then we'll have to figure out how to make it work. I'm not going to stop pursuing her."

A heavy silence drapes over the room, each member of the group lost in their own thoughts. It is an unusual situation, one that none of us has experienced before. Yet, the burning desire to make this unconventional relationship work seems to overpower any doubts or hesitations.

Jackson breaks the silence first, his voice filled with a mix of concern and determination. "I'm definitely not going to back off. I... I really like this girl."

Leo nods, his eyes narrowing in deep thought. "So do I. But we need to show her that we care, that we're not just using her."

"That settles that," I decide. "We'll all have her--if she'll have us."

We exchange a few more looks before Leo finally speaks up. "We've got to be honest with her about our intentions. She deserves to know what we're all thinking."

"No, not honest. Clear," Jackson corrects him. "We need to understand what each of us wants from her and communicate it openly."

I agree. "Yes, that's the key. We can't assume anything about the other guys' feelings; we need to express them directly."

As the words settle in the room, a sense of determination fills the air. We all understand the gravity of our decision. The path we are embarking on is uncharted territory, with no precedent to guide us. But we know deep within that it's worth exploring.

The three of us gather around the table, ready to delve into an honest conversation that will shape our future with Charlie. We speak of our desires and intentions, each man baring his soul and revealing his vulnerabilities.

"I want a committed relationship," Leo admits, his voice laced with both hope and caution. "I want to be there for her, emotionally and mentally. I want to build something real."

His words strike a chord within me, resonating with my own aspirations. "I feel the same way," I confess. "I want to be her support system, her confidant. I want to share laughter and tears, dreams and fears."

Jackson's eyes soften as he adds, "For me, she's like a light in the dark. I want nothing more than to protect her flame. To help her burn brighter."

As I trace my fingers along the edge of the table, my mind dances with possibilities. A relationship with Charlie would be more than just a simple union; it would be a fusion of minds, hearts, and desires. Complicated but... somehow good.

Leo's gaze shifts from me to Jackson as he carefully considers the words he will share. "We have to be cautious," he says slowly, his voice tinged with concern. "Our professional lives are intertwined, and if things were to go awry, it could have lasting effects on our careers."

I nod in agreement, understanding the weight of his words. "But," I interject, my voice filled with determination, "we can't let fear hold us back from something all of us want."

Jackson leans forward, his eyes searching ours. "In order for this to work," he says earnestly, "we need to establish boundaries and respect them. We have to find a way to balance our personal and professional lives where Charlie is involved."

I tap the table a few times, my mind reeling. "I think that means that we need to accept her as a capable, smart, and strong bodyguard. No more doubts. No more underestimating her where her job is concerned."

"Exactly," Jackson chimes. "When she's working, we can't be her... er, her boyfriends. We have to let her do what she does."

Leo and I exchange a glance, silently acknowledging the importance of Jackson's words. We understand that if we want Charlie to truly be a part of our lives, we must respect her professional boundaries.

"I agree," Leo finally responds, his voice filled with determination. "We need to trust Charlie's abilities and let her do her job without interference."

I lean back in my chair, contemplating our conversation. It's clear that for this unconventional relationship to thrive, we must establish trust, open communication, and a deep understanding of one another's needs. I look at my two friends, realizing that this journey will require immense patience and a genuine commitment to each other. None of us will be able to feel even a shred of jealousy.

As the words hang in the air, we collectively breathe in the weight of this decision. I can feel the trepidation and excitement twirling in my chest, intertwining like dancers in a grand ballroom.

"I think that decides it," I announce confidently. "We all want her, and we're willing to share."

Leo grins. "We just have to convince Charlie to be a part of our lives."

Jackson rolls his eyes. "That woman is as stubborn as a tree stump."

"A sexy tree stump." Leo adds.

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