Page 19 of Lennon

Honestly, I never thought I was going to be looking forward to sharing a woman with my brothers. It wasn’t a situation I was looking for, but the moment I saw Lennon’s picture years ago and saw the way my brothers reacted to her, I knew we needed a solution which would bring us closer instead of ripping us apart.

With her finally in Phoenix, I know it’s the right thing for us.

I’ve always been close to my brothers, probably because of the way our mother left us and how hard our dad worked to give us a good life. It makes sense for us to find one woman to love and cherish.

No one was more surprised than me when Lachlan agreed to my suggestion. Then to see how he wasn’t jealous at all during the night we spent together made it even clearer that this is the right future for us. She’s the right woman for us.

Now we just need to get her to believe it as well.

We might have been giving Lennon some space to process who we really are, which I totally understand, but today I’m in the office without any appointments out in the field. The same can’t be said for my brothers who will be out all day.

I feel like I’m the luckiest fucking man in the world because I’m going to get the chance to spend some time with Lennon without anyone else around. Sure, we’ll have to get some work done, but I’m not going to let her avoid me all day.

Not going to fucking happen.

Which is why I send Lennon an email right before lunch with the request for her to come to my office. I don’t have to wait long before she knocks. Knowing she’s on the other side of my door right now has my heart pounding in my chest.

“Come in,” I shout out to her and grin when the door opens, and she only sticks her head inside. As if that is going to deter me or something. “All the way in, Lennon,” I push her a little because I know she needs it.

My cock hardens to fucking steel when she rolls her eyes before she slips through the door and glides toward my desk. I lean back in my chair as the fantasy of her closing the distance between us and dropping to her knees to give me a hummer at my desk plays through my mind. It’s doing nothing to help my erection situation, not even a little bit.

Then again, I have a feeling my dick is going to be hard around our woman no matter what I do. I might as well get used to it.

As long as she knows my body and dick are just for her, I’ll be good.

Some of the ladies who work in our office are not going to be happy when they realize Lennon is ours and we’ve claimed her. Even though none of us have entertained a woman since we first saw Lennon’s picture and agreed the only way forward was together, that hasn’t stopped some of the women around here from trying their best to catch our attention.

Lachlan probably has it the worst since he’s the oldest and a lot of people assume he has the most pull or authority around here. It’s not the case, but I’m more than happy to let everyone continue with that assumption. Better him than me.

I stand up quickly and lead Lennon over to the loveseat I have in my room while ignoring the way she eyes me suspiciously. She’s not wrong to be wary of me and my intentions.

They aren’t good.

They’re needy and carnal as fuck.

Lennon scoots herself as far away from me as she can get on the loveseat, which isn’t far, but it certainly sends a message.

“Is there something you need, Jordan?” The words are nice, but her tone is icy as fuck.

It makes me want to kiss her until all her sweetness is back and she smiles at me like she did at Club Ecstasy. If my brothers knew what I was doing right now they would be pissed. It’s a damn good thing they’re out for the day.

“I just wanted to talk to you for a few minutes,” my voice is smooth.

It’s not a lie either. I do want to talk to her.

She arches an eyebrow at me knowingly. “Should I have brought a pad of paper with me to take notes? Is this an official meeting?”

I chuckle and reach over to tuck some of her hair behind her ear without even thinking about it. The way she glares at me should not be hot, but it is.

“We’re not talking in an official capacity,” I assure her.

“Then it’s probably best we end it here,” she clips back at me.

When she goes to stand up, I grip her wrist and pull her back down. Instead of sitting next to me, as far away from me as she can get, now she’s sitting on my lap. Right where she belongs. Right where I want her to be.

She tries to push away from me, but I’m not going to let that happen. Her voice has a shrill note to it even though she keeps the pitch low, “What are you doing, Jordan?”

“I’m keeping you right where you belong,” I answer honestly with a big dose of flirtation in my voice.

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