Colorado is stunning this time of year.
The mountains are covered in snow and the air is charged with the spirit of the holidays. I sit out front of the small quaint cafe, sipping my hot cocoa in the snow. I watch couples walk by and a pang of longing hits me. They all look so happy. Families pass by, smiling with their young children and I drop my gaze. I down the rest of my drink and head back to my hotel.
It’s Christmas Eve and I don’t feel like celebrating, this is my favorite time of year and they’ve ruined it for me!
The moment I enter the hotel lobby, I shiver as a blast of warmth hits me. I remove my gloves and stuff them in my pocket as I make my way to the elevators. When I step inside, I pull my phone and begin scrolling on my social media. I hear some others enterand keep my gaze down. When we begin to move, I sigh, time heals all wounds I guess.
“We gotta stop meeting like this, snowflake.” I drop my phone in fright at the sound of Nick’s voice. I snap my gaze up to see the three of them standing in front of me.
I’ve been trying to convince myself for days that they aren’t as pretty as I remember, but it was all horse shit. They are fucking beautiful and they know it. They all look at me with so much love and longing in their eyes that a lump begins to form in my throat. I shake my head, unable to get any words out past the lump as tears fill my eyes.
When we come to a stop, I don’t even check what floor we’re on as I shove past them and escape. I make it two feet before an arm bands around my waist and I’m lifted off my feet and spun so I’m pressed against a chest. I keep my forehead pressed against his chest, I don’t need to look up to know it’s Chris holding me.
My tears roll down my cheeks unchecked, soaking his coat. He tugs the beanie from my head, then runs his fingers through my hair as the other two come to stand on either side of us.
“We can either have this conversation in the hallway, or you can let us into your room,” Saint says softly. I debate my options, my mind is screaming for me to tell them to fuck off but my heart, that sucker is breaking in half. It wants them and is urging me to give into their request.
“Okay,” I whisper, then pull out of Chris’s hold, never looking up once as I blindly lead the way to my room. When I pull the card out to unlock the door, Nick snatches it, then pushes the door open and ushers me inside.
I head for the single chair in the corner of the room and sit down, crossing my legs under me. I can feel the three of them looking at me but I don’t have the strength to face them, I needed more time so I could grow stronger before facing them again.
I’m pulled from my thoughts when Nick drops to his knees in front of me and cups my face between his hands, forcing me to meet his gaze. He swipes my never ending tears away with his thumbs.
“We fucked up and we know it,” he says in a soft tone I have never heard him use before. “We kept those videos of us because we knew one day the truth would come out somehow and you would leave, then on the nights we missed you most, we would be able to rewatch them. We were never going to use those videos, Holly.” I hear the truth in his words and I want to forgive them, but I can’t.
“That’s not why I left,” I whisper.
Chris drops to his knees beside his brother and places his hand on my knee. The broken look in his blue eyes tugs at my heart strings. “We know why you left, baby.”
My focus is drawn to Saint when drops down on Nick’s other side. He reaches out and cups the back ofmy head. “We stalked you, that’s true. At the start we had planned to use you against Chester, but the longer we watched, the harder we fell.” A choked sound erupts from me. Nick’s grip on my face tightens. “Chester was telling the truth when he said we were the ones who sent you that text.”
“Why?” I ask brokenly.
“Because we couldn’t stand to watch him with you,” Nick says with dominance in his tone. “Yes, I hired you to keep you close, but as time went on, I forgot all about why I hired you because I fell in love with you.” I gasp.
“All three of us want you, Holly. We love you and watching Chester with you was tearing us up inside, because he didn’t deserve you, I know we pushed you too far that night. Seeing you breakdown destroyed something in each of us, that’s why we stayed away from you that week because we couldn’t face you knowing what we had done.” Chris adds.
“Fuck, we don’t deserve you either, but if you give us a second chance, I swear to you we will prove to you every single fucking day that we can be what you want. I’m so sorry for what we had planned to do and if we could take it back, we would,” Saint implores.
“Snowflake, you may not have known who we were, but we knew exactly who you were and every single night we loved being with you, but it was during the day when we worked together that we fell head over heels in love because you are the total package.”Nick’s words have me smiling and some of the tension easing inside.
“Why did you lie to me though? You could have come clean?—”
Chris cuts me off. “We were fucking terrified of losing you. So many times we wanted to tell you it was us you were going home to, but in order to do that we would have to explain why we started following you and the truth scared the shit out of us.”
“Will you please forgive us because we can’t fucking keep living without you,” Saint begs.
“Please, snowflake. We told you that you’re ours but the truth is, we’ve been yours long before you even knew us,” Chris adds, making my heart swell in my chest.
I look at Nick expectantly. The fucker smiles cockily like he knows they have already won me over. “Baby, I fell in love with you months ago and was just too chicken to make a move until my brother and Saint forced my hand.” Hearing this big enigma of a man admit that he was scared of me has me laughing. I bat Nick’s hands away and swipe away the remainder of my tears. The three of them remain kneeling, staring up at me, waiting for me to utter the words they long to hear.
I roll my eyes. “I guess I love you too. The three of you aren’t easy to let go of or even forget, the way you make me feel safe, I need the intimacy from you, the connection of touch without the sex and being able toknow the real you. I’m excited for the future and being able to get to know each of you on a deeper level because I can’t picture my life without the three of you.” Instantly their features shift. Gone are my soft, caring lovers who were begging for forgiveness. Their eyes are now filled with hunger and longing, and that single look speaks to my pussy and has her clamping down on air and growing wet.
“I’m so glad you made the right choice,” Nick grits out as the three of them push to their feet, spin around and give me their backs. I balk at the assholes until they face me again, but this time the three of them are wearing their masks. The red LED masks are lit up, I used to find them ominous but now, all those masks do is make me wet. I snort out a laugh when I see Chris holding one of those giant candy canes in his hand.
“We were presumptuous and packed these in the chance you forgave us,” Saint says.
I bite down on my lip and shrug. I push to my feet and relish the feeling of their attention on me. To further torture them for lying to me I decide to put on a little show of my own. I slowly walk toward the bed and skim the tips of my fingers along the comforter to draw this moment out. I keep my back to them as I grip my shirt and slowly pull it over my head.
