“We’ll wear suits, Zoe.” Asher gave me a level look that made me suspect he’d wear a dark suit better than James Bond. But that just served to make me feelself-conscious.
“I, uh, I don’t have a dress, just skirts.”
“You look good no matter what you wear. I mean, those skirts that hug your hips—they drive me fucking nuts,” Kai said.
I frowned. “Why did you guys bring suits to a ski lodge?”
“On New Year’s Eve, the staff all dress up,” Landon explained.
“They do?” Panic filled me. “Why didn’t anyone tell me before I came here?”
“Well, you don’t have a very traditional internship with a decent boss, but we thought of that.” Landon reached into his pocket and pulled out a little black envelope. He handed it to me.
I turned it over. It was sealed without anything written on it. “What’s this?”
“A dress,” Asher said with a grin.
I stared at the little black envelope. “If it is, it’s not going to cover very much of me.”
Kai snickered. “That’s what we like about it.”
“Ignore him,” Landon said. “That’s a voucher for the boutique on the third floor. You can get any dress you’d like.”
“What?” I hadn’t even set foot in that place because it was so expensive. “I can’t afford to go in there.”
“First of all, you can,” Asher said. “Anyone can go in there. And secondly, all you have to do is to pick out what you want and give them that.”
Did they really mean that? Was it like a blank check? I’d heard from one of the staff members that the apparel up there was so expensive, it didn’t even have price tags on it because only the ultra-rich could afford it. I didn’t know anything about the twins’ financial situation, but it didn’t seem like Asher had come from an affluent background.
“I can’t take this,” I said, holding out the card.
Asher raised an eyebrow. “You already did.”
“I mean, I can’t use it.”
“Yes, you can,” Landon said. “We want you to.”
“When you think about it,” Kai added, “It’s really a gift for us too, because we know you’ll look hot as fuck, which will make dinner a lot more exciting than just eating Asher’s food.”
“Hey!” Asher punched Kai in the arm.
I still couldn’t quite wrap my head around this. “This is too much, guys. I can’t—” I trailed off. “Sorry, I’m just a bit tongue-tied.”
Kai grinned and leaned across the bar, his head close to mine. “Want me to help you untangle your tongue?”
I laughed and pushed him away. “But seriously, guys, I can’t.”
Kai sighed dramatically. “How do we get her to stop fighting this?” he asked his brother and Asher.
Asher answered that one. “Easy. We make her tell us which one of us she wants to fuck first.”
My mouth dropped open. For a long moment, I couldn’t speak. But Asher was right—I was no longer focused on the voucher. “Y-you want me to choose?”
Landon nodded, a tad impatiently. “Traditionally, people get to decide who they want to have sex with.”
“But I want to have sex with all of you,” I said automatically. “I mean, not at the same time?—”
Kai chuckled. “Okay, okay, we get it.”
