Page 56 of Theirs

Chapter 16

Alex doesn’t push me on the subject of the monster again. He lets me run things over in my head for three weeks. Three weeks in which I go to my dog walking job, I come home to Colin and Ben, and sometimes Mac and Alex join us as well. They’ve been spending more time at our place than their own penthouses downtown. Alex has been more affectionate with me around the guys since our date, he presses a sweet kiss to my cheek anytime I pass by him. He always tries to take the spot next to me wherever I’m sitting, and he’s even taken me on two additional dates.

Tonight, he has to work late. The firm is in the middle of a huge case, and he needs to be there for every decision.

It’s just Ben and me at home, watching a movie that I can’t concentrate on. Mr. Snuffy is curled up on the armchair beside us, snoozing away without a care in the world. Ben’s hand is rubbing up and down on my thigh, but all I can think about is where Colin and Mac are. Neither are answering the texts I’ve sent them.

“What’s going on?” I ask, standing up and glaring down at Ben.

He looks up at me, startled by my sudden outburst. “Uh, what do you mean?”

“Don’t play dumb, Benjamin Donaghue,” I say, putting my fists on my hips. “Where are my other boyfriends?”

“Alex is at the firm—” he starts to say, but I cut him off.

“I know that, but where are Colin and Mac? And why aren’t they answering their phones? It’s almost ten o’clock on a Friday, Ben!”

“They’re at the club...” Ben mutters, staring anywhere but at me.

My heart sinks. “The secret sex club Mac owns?”

“Yeah, but it’s not what you’re thinking, Lav.”

“It seems pretty straight forward, Ben,” I mutter, trying not to cry angry tears, as I wrap my arms around my torso. “My boyfriends are at a sex club, probably watching other people fuck, while I’m at home being babysat by their best friend. Is Alex actually working late? It’s been three months; are they bored of me?”

Ben stands up, cupping my cheeks in his hands. “Yes, Alex is at work, and I’m not sitting at home ‘babysitting’ you. Colin and Mac... they want to surprise you with something, they just have to work out logistics. Business like this takes time, Lav.”

I cross my arms over my chest. “If it’s not something bad, then just tell me.”

Ben groans, and pulls away, running his hands through his silky blonde hair. “Okay, okay. It’s not my idea to tell you though. Go put something sexy on, and I’ll take you to the club. They can tell you themselves. I’d rather get chewed out for taking you to them, than them being mad I told you.”

“We’re going to the sex club?” I ask, with some excitement in my voice.

“If you get ready in the next half hour,” he says, glancing at his Rolex.

“Can we pick up Alex along the way?” I ask, bouncing on the balls of my feet.

“Yeah, I’ll call him on the way,” Ben grumbles, walking down to his room to change. “But just so you know, when Mac punishes you for breaking the rules, don’t look at me for help. You’re forcing me to take you to him.”

“Yeah, yeah,” I say from the open door to my closet/the guest room. “Like you’re mad about going to a sex club.”

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The guys both input a number into a keypad at the side of a deserted building. There’s a security guy standing right by the door, but he doesn’t even look our way, he’s so statuesque. Like the guards at Buckingham palace, except this guy’s dressed in an all black suit. Alex holds my hand as we enter, and follow behind Ben who grumbled and complained the whole way over here.

We follow Ben down a long dark hallway, at the end, it breaks into a dimly lit room with a bar and a bunch of couches. There are half dressed servers, both men and women, walking around with trays of cocktails, or taking orders from clients. Alex wraps an arm around my shoulder as my eyes roam all over the room, watching couples or groups make out and touch each other. There’s a lot of heavy petting going on in this room, I feel myself grow wet while watching. Now I understand why Colin is a voyeur.

“Don’t stare too long, baby,” Alex whispers in my ear. “Someone might think you want to join them.”

I gasp, and turn to Alex. “I don’t! I just want you guys.”

He smiles, and places a kiss on the tip of my nose. “I know, but the other clients don’t.”

“Hurry up,” Ben says, looking over his shoulder at us in his dark suit. “I don’t want anyone looking at Lav too much and getting any ideas.”

Ideas?My body goes rigid as Alex pulls me along. I reach down and try to pull the hem of my dress closer to my knees, but it just keeps climbing up my thighs. Ben nods to a bouncer at the bottom of a staircase, and I follow him up the spiral stairs, Alex behind me. His hand gently against the small of my back just in case I fall in the heels I’m wearing.

When we get upstairs, a man is coming out of a curtained off area, and Ben nods at him as we enter the private space, holding the sheer curtains open for me. Inside it, there’s a couple couches, and a coffee table with some empty rocks glasses on it, and a bottle of Don Julio 1942. Colin and Mac are sitting across from me, and they glance up as we walk through, Alex dropping the curtain behind us. You can still hear the sultry music from downstairs up here, and you can even see some of the club through the sheer fabric of the curtains. I can’t stop glancing downstairs at the people fucking in the room below us. I wonder if anyone can see me from down there.

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