I’d never get tired of seeing the desire in his eyes when he looked at me. It made every part of my body go on high alert. But the fact that the men were shirtless was another reason my skin tingled—and that I’d been too distracted to eat much.
When Asher had suggested we eat here at the hideaway tonight, Landon had decided that since breakfast was on the menu, we should all wear what we sleep in. Then when Asher had emphasized that we should all wear pajamas, I asked him what the difference was. Landon had answered that they were just making sure Kai wouldn’t show up naked.
Which, honestly, I wouldn’t have minded so much. I’d never known how breathtakingly beautiful men’s bodies could be… not until I’d become roommates with these three.
“Are you finished?” Landon said, pulling me back to the present.
“Yes.” I said it without thinking and then regretted it. Because when we were done, that meant the conversation would start. The one where I had to be honest about my feelings.
“Anyone want coffee?” Asher asked. When no one spoke up, I said I did. Which wasn’t true, but it might give me a few extra minutes to figure out what I was going to say.
“Let’s take it in the common area,” Landon said when Asher returned with my cup.
Crap.
Almost reluctantly, I followed them to the seating area in front of the fireplace. I had to admit, I enjoyed seeing them in just their pajama pants, slung low on their hips. Kai’s were dark blue, Landon’s dark gray, and Asher’s black.
I was in my nightshirt, an oversized, long-sleeved red t-shirt that was comfortable and loose. It definitely wasn’t designed to attract a man’s attention, but it was comforting to wear. Tonight was going to be difficult enough without worrying about tight, form-fitting clothing.
Landon flipped off the switches, so that the only light was from the fire, which is how I liked it. I sat in the middle of the couch, and Kai and Asher sat on either side of me, close enough that our legs were touching.
Landon joined us last after switching off the lights and frowned when he saw us. “Where am I supposed to sit?” He handed a blanket to Asher, who spread it over the three of us.
That was something I’d already figured out from hanging out with the three of them—that I only had two sides for them to be on. “You could sit on my lap,” I offered.
He grinned and scooted the coffee table out a foot. Then he sat on it, his forearms resting on his knees as he leaned toward me.
I gulped. This was it.
Landon started—we’d all tacitly acknowledged that he was the best person to lead this particular conversation. And so he dove in. “Say anything you’d like, Zoe, as long as it’s the truth.”
Which was easier said than done, but I nodded.
“Have the lessons been everything you hoped they’d be?”
I let out a relieved breath. At least he’d started with an easy question. “Yes. Everything I’d hoped for and more.”
“Good to hear,” Asher said, putting his arm around my shoulders.
Kai put his hand on my thigh, squeezing lightly, as we all watched Landon.
“Since our time here is almost up, and since we’ll soon be in different parts of the country, we need toknow if this was just about sex… or about something more.”
Damn it. There it was, the question I’d been dreading. It made me want to sink down and disappear into the sofa cushions. Didn’t he know what an impossible question that was for me? “I don’t understand why it matters,” I said in a small voice. “This time with you guys… it turned out better than I ever could’ve imagined. It’ll be my favorite memory from my entire time at school. And that’s the honest truth.”
“It matters because I can’t pretend that this is about sex. I can’t pretend my feelings for you haven’t changed,” Landon said softly. “The question is, have yours changed about us?”
Shaken, I just looked at him. How could he think I could know that in just a few weeks?
“Let’s start simple,” Kai said. “Do you still think Asher’s a complete asshole?”
“Thanks, man,” Asher grumbled, and Landon chuckled.
“No.”
Asher squeezed my shoulder. “Am I still the one you’d murder in Fuck, Marry, Kill?”
I laughed despite myself. “No.”
