Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
“Yeah, well, they were there,” I explain. “Actually, the four of us shared a suite together, and one thing led to another…”
“One thing led to another?”
I stare at her while she fights a laugh. “Yes,” I reply.
“Is that what the kids are calling it these days?” Janet doubles over, eyes wide with awe and shock. “By the stars, Mac… I knew you had a bit of a wild side to you, but I never thought you’d put any of that theory into practice.”
“I didn’t think I was capable, either, but Janet, I swear. The Anderson triplets, they have a way about them. I just couldn’t refuse. I didn’t want to refuse. Hell, I wanted the whole thing, from top to bottom and everything in-between. It was like a dream come true.” I pause to take a deep breath, then let it roll out of me like a shuddering sigh.
“All three, huh?”
“Not at once, not right away,” I say with a blush, my cheeks burning as I remember those sizzling moments. “We had the brakes on for a while. A short while.”
“How long did those brakes last?”
I give her a hard look. “You can guess.”
“Less than 24 hours?” she asks, and I nod once, which causes Janet to laugh again. “Now, that’s what I call unstoppable chemistry.”
“Yes, but with three guys? At once? It doesn’t strike you as, I don’t know, maybe clinically insane?”
“Not when there’s that kind of chemistry,” Janet replies with a shrug. “What can I say, Mac? I probably wouldn’t indulge, but if they did, if you did, it’s your business. Who the hell am I to judge? Did you like it?”
I can’t help but giggle with delight. “Oh, I loved every second of it…”
Janet’s eyes go wide. She puts a hand over her mouth as she digests the news. “Consider me stunned.” She pauses and gives me a curious look. “Hold on, they’re identical, right?”
“No, they’re not exactly the same,” I explain, sipping my drink. “Oscar is a workaholic. He tries to be relaxed, but he really shines in the boardroom, and he knows it. Kellan is very laid back. When I first saw him in the hot tub, he was naked, and apparently that’s a big bone of contention between him and Oscar.”
“A big bone, huh?”
I swat her shoulder. “Janet!”
“It was right there,” she chuckles. “Sorry, I couldn’t help myself. And while I’m impressed that you can discern the personality differences between them, it’s not what I was asking about.”
“You asked if the triplets are identical.”
“Not in character, sister.”
I stare at her for a while, then burst into laughter. “You dirty-minded beast.” I laugh so hard tears spring to my eyes. “For your information, they’re not entirely identical in that department, either. They have some… decidedly individual features.”
“Decidedly individual.”
“Stop laughing.”
“You’re making it very hard for me to sit here and not laugh, Mac.” Janet shakes her head slowly. “Did you have a good time?”
“The best time of my life,” I breathe. “Though I swear I had no idea I’d be doing any of it when I hopped on that plane. It just… happened.”
“One thing led to another,” Janet reminds me with a playful wink.
I nod again. “Precisely.”
“So why aren’t you still there? Why on earth did you come back here if you have three gorgeous and not-that-identical hunks waiting for you in Sweden?”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” I mutter. “Things didn’t go well at the end, and I had to leave before my heart was completely broken.”
“I’ll kill them,” Janet swears. “Just buy me a plane ticket and a revolver and I’ll finish them off one by one.”
“That’s sweet,” I reply. “But totally unnecessary. I’m over them. It was fun while it lasted, but I have a lot of work to do, and I don’t have time to dwell on what could have been.”
“Was it another woman? Or another set of triplets?”
“No, it was just one other woman, and she was horrible,” I admit, lowering my gaze. “I mean, I could see why they’d be drawn to the likes of her.”
“The obvious?”
“Tits and ass,” I mutter unceremoniously. “They said it was in the past, that it didn’t matter anymore, but it’s not what she said, and the way they kept things from me… I don’t know. I really don’t want to dig any deeper into any of it, right now.”
Janet gives me a soft, sympathetic smile. “The wound is still open, huh?”
“And still bleeding,” I press my eyes shut for a moment, waiting for the tears to subside. The last thing I need is crying over the Anderson triplets when I’ve got other, more important things to distract me. “I don’t regret any of it, I just… I just wish they’d been more honest with me, that’s all. We were friends before everything else, Janet.”