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But the room. That s a waste, she said. That s my best objection?
Brigit felt like she needed to slap herself to make sure she was even
paying attention.
Slone neared to whisper into her ear. We own the hotel. I think
the room is fine.
Brigit gulped. You own the Golden Era?
How else do you think we got the owner s suites? Slone had
the nerve to smile with a jaunty arched eyebrow for the first time
since she d come into their room, appearing completely relaxed.
Her mouth popped open, then shut with a gulped snap.
Ja Rol walked toward the bedroom. Come on, I m tired and if I
couldn t sleep before, the only way I will now is with the both of
you here. So get your butts into bed already, he tossed in a
laughing voice. Then as if to prove it, he yawned, smiling
sheepishly.
Can t argue with the voice of reason. Slone shrugged and
sauntered into the bedroom too, in plain view, both giving her
space to make up her own mind to join them, or leave. Glancing at
the door out of their suite, she could envision her bed, large and
empty. Swinging to stare at them, they stood at either side of theirs,
waiting. A bed with two caring men who wanted her for her, or a
large empty bed and a ceiling?
Expecting some kind of beckoning remark from at least one of
them, she hesitated longer with indecision when neither pushed
her. They were giving her every opportunity to make her own
choice.
Ja Rol faced Slone across the white expanse of their bed and for
just an instant, she felt a wave of pain, tearing and brittle, coming
from him. Then he dropped his chin, his gaze falling to the bed, as
his eyes closed. And something inside of her melted completely.
They really wanted her. They believed they needed her. And for
the moment, she didn t have it in her to hurt them more.
She walked to the foot of the mattress. The gleam in their eyes
brightened when it became apparent she d made her decision.
Brigit would make the choice, and have to live with the
consequences, regardless of if she left or stayed. Though looking at
them both, seeing their desirous wants starting to flicker over their
features, she discovered she d begun to touch their thoughts
thoughts she was suddenly very aware of, even though she knew
deep inside, they weren t projecting.
Oh my God! I m feeling them! And none were trying. It only
added weight to their argument, which for a split second, made her
waver when the facts of their truth overwhelmed her. Firming her
resolve, she shrugged out of the flannel and let it fall to the floor at
the foot of the bed. In just her long sleep shirt, she crawled onto the
bed and dug herself into a pillow.
Funny shirt, Slone chuckled.
Brigit smiled, knowing what was on it. It was the Happy Bunny
saying cute but kind of evil . Both slipped into bed beside her.
Slone pressed against her as Ja Rol curled her into his shoulder,
letting her head rest in the curve of his body. There wasn t
anything sexual in their touch, both stretching out to get
comfortable. Slone tugged up the blanket and Ja Rol covered them
all.
Goodnight, pet, Slone whispered before pressing a gentle kiss
to her lips.
Ja Rol followed him, brushing his nose to hers, then he laid
down with a relaxed sigh.
Goodnight, she murmured and closed her eyes. The heat of
their bodies engulfed her, comforted her, and within minutes, she
felt the dragging weight of sleep pull her under.
Chapter Eight
Ja Rol shifted and Brigit moved with him, her head on his chest.
Shivers rocked his spine when she absently tapped the bar piercing
his nipple. He loved it when she or Slone teased him with the
twinge of pain. Ja Rol knew Slone had loved it since the first time
they d come together. He was glad Brigit seemed equally fascinated
and not repulsed by it. He curled an arm around her, enjoying her
closeness.
She drew a breath. Seriously? He watches cartoons in the
morning?
Ja Rol chuckled, able to hear the TV in the front room as well.
He has a few favorites, guilty pleasures.
You two amaze me, she murmured, rocking her head to rub
her cheek over his chest.
Sunlight was blocked by the thick curtains, leaving the bedroom
in a gray, pre-dawn dimness. By the theme music playing, and
knowing Slone, he knew it was after nine. He sighed in pure
contentment, and found it impossible to move.
Do you watch them?
Sometimes, but I think he likes the quiet and sheer innocence
involved.
You ve never asked him? Big and sparkling blue, her eyes
opened, her lashes fluttering as she regarded him, waking up about
as quickly as he was as in as slow as possible.
No, because he knows I love him, cartoons and all. He s not the
only one with quirks, he told her, a single snicker on the end of his
words.
Oh? She lifted to rest her chin on the back of her hand to
watch him. What are your quirks?
I love caffeine, he whispered, as if it were a national secret.
She giggled. Don t we all? I couldn t live without it when I was
working. I m not a good morning person.
Ja Rol slipped his fingers into her tousled curls. In most cases,
I d be able to agree, but caffeine has an effect on me.
Oh? she asked, eyeing him with open curiosity.
It makes me horny. It s an aphrodisiac for me. I can t drink a
lot of coffee, and on principle, I avoid sodas.
Really?
Completely. What about you? Any evil secrets?
He loved it when she laughed, so lighthearted and feminine.
Plenty, especially if you ask Mom. Her eyes shot wide. Oh
crap! Mom! I promised I d call her so we could go buy dresses for
this weekend.
Go find her number, Ja Rol urged her, though sorry he had to
let her go. Her warmth was the kind that sunk into a man, into the
skin and warmed him from his bones outward.
Ja Rol watched as she hopped out of the bed and scurried to her
room. Sitting at the edge to get out of bed, he thought he could
shower since Slone would be glued to the TV for at least another
hour. Then he heard the separating door of the suites open.
Seconds later, she came bounding back into the bedroom to
land with a squeal on the bed next to him. I waved at Slone, she
said off-handedly. He blew me a kiss.
Ja Rol laughed at her antics.
Tumbling on the bed, she reached for the phone and punched
out numbers from the slip of paper in her fingers.
Mom! I made it! Her exuberance was sparkling. You re
never going to believe it. Slone and Ja Rol are here. They brought
me. I m your wedding gift! Wasn t that awesome of them? She
grinned hugely at something her mother said. I ll let you do that
then. I have to get cleaned up. When and where?
Ja Rol waited as she finished the call, repeating the instructions
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