Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Vaguely, I’m aware that Wyatt’s coming too, and in an instant, I understand why Stella cried the last time we were together, because this is all so intense in a way I didn’t anticipate.
And it’s not just about the physical experience. I’m overwhelmed that this woman who’s been hurt in her past trusts us enough to be vulnerable with us, to know that we’ll take care of her through such an intimate experience. She’s a perfect fit for Wyatt and me, in every way, and I’m going to do whatever it takes to keep her here between us forever.
CHAPTER 50
STELLA
A few days have passed since the night at the hotel with my neighbors. Since the night I became a different woman.
It may be incredibly old-fashioned, or maybe cliched, to say that sex changed me, but it did.
Or maybe it’s just the men who changed me, and not the sex itself, but I feel like my heart’s been laid open in the very best way. Like it grew several sizes and is now not only big enough to hold my daughter, but to hold Cam and Wyatt too, and there’s room for a lot more happiness in there as well.
The happiness is bubbling over, in fact, much like the bathtub we shared at that luxe hotel.
I’m humming a happy tune and savoring memories of how it felt to be in that tub, as I finally mix the batter for the blueberry muffins I promised myself I’d make to thank Cam and Wyatt for our day at Disneyland.
I have so many new experiences to thank them for.
Daydreaming as I spoon the batter into the liners, I imagine what it would be like to live with them. Maybe Wyatt and I could bake together, and he could show me how he makes those delicious chocolate chip cookies, and then all three of us could cuddle on the sofa as we feed them to each other.
I’m getting way ahead of myself, but I’ve got it bad for those men. At first, going out with them seemed like something completely separate from my real life, and being with them has felt like a fantasy, but now I’m starting to think about them being part of my daily life. Waking up with them, sharing meals, doing things with Jessie as a family …
Despite these ideas, I’m still not quite ready to tell Jessie that I’m dating them. Even though the men make me feel secure, I just feel that more time should pass before everything’s out in the open.
Maybe part of what’s holding me back is their internet fame, though I’m getting good at ignoring the fact that so many other women see their bodies every day. I get to see all of them, and I know there’s so much more to them than their looks.
I get some work done while the muffins bake and cool. After they’re set, but still warm, I line a basket with a pretty dish towel and arrange them inside.
It’s time for Goldfish to go for a walk, so I decide to combine errands. I heard the guys out in their back yard earlier, so I assume they’re still home, but it’s Trish who answers their door.
“Stella, how are you?” Something about her greeting doesn’t seem as friendly as it’s been in the past. Maybe I should have come over after work hours.
“Are you busy? I’m just dropping these off for the guys.” I hold out the basket.
She makes a face like she smelled the muffins and is about to tell me that someone has a deadly blueberry allergy. Instinctively, I pull the basket toward me and take a step back.
“I’m sorry,” she says with an apologetic frown.
“Sorry for what?”
“I’m just feeling really embarrassed.” She actually covers her face for a second and is grimacing when she moves her hands away.
“What’s the matter?” She looks the same as she always does. Maybe her hair is a bit out of place.
“Last time you were here, I practically lectured you on staying away from the wrong kind of men.”
I nod, expecting she’s about to tell me that she was wrong about the guys.
“I was all full of advice for you, and this morning, I did the stupidest thing. I didn’t even take my own advice.”
“What do you mean?”
“After all these months of resisting them, they caught me in a weak moment, and I gave in to them, even though I told myself I never would.”
“What? Who?” My hand that’s holding the basket drops to my side, and Goldfish takes advantage, rising up on his hind legs to smell the baked goods, before I lift them out of his reach.
“Cam and Wyatt.” She says this in a loud whisper as she tips her head in the direction of the back yard. “Apparently, they were extra horny this morning, and they came on to me just like they have so many times before. I’ve always said no, because you know, they’re my employers, and giving in to them could make things complicated here.”