CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Jacine
“What do you mean?” I don’t believe what I am hearing. They don’t seriously propose that I take all four of them at once. I mean, I’ve heard of such things, but I’ve always thought of myself as a one-on-one type of gal. Though I have to admit four men lavishing attention on me has been cool.
So far.
This idea could go south in a thousand different ways. My head swirls with the idea of sex with four men, and it blows my mind. Disjointed thoughts collide half-form in my mind, like a fever dream making a peculiar sense all its own.
“I think it is the champagne,” said Cole. “It muddled her thinking.”
“No,” said Tobias. “One glass won’t get her drunk.”
“Look,” said Rory. “In Tibet, brothers share one wife.”
“What does Tibet have anything to do with this?” I said.
“Since I’m the lawyer,” said Tobias, “I think I should put the terms on the table.”
“What terms?” I said. I scrunched my eyes.
“Relax, sweetheart,” said Jersey.
“Yes. It’s nothing but all good,” said Rory.
“It should be fun,” said Cole.
Rory pulled me into his lap again, and his hard cock settled between my butt cheeks. Cole, Jersey, and Tobias stared at me, and I shivered despite the hot water.
“In this town,” said Tobias, “especially among musicians, relationships don’t last. Part of it is the lifestyle, the parties, and the groupies, but also the constant touring. But these guys, from our conversations, are earnest about settling down, and they, and I want to settle down with you.”
I take this in slowly.
“All four of you, at once?”
“Well, not usually at a time, sweetheart,” said Jersey.
“Though there are advantages to that,” said Cole with a grin.
“We’d buy a house for you,” said Rory, “one that you like, and all five of us will live there, though since Tobias works like a dog, and we all have touring schedules, most of us won’t be home at any one time.”
“It’s the best of all worlds,” said Cole, ever the optimist. “At least one of us will be home with you, and we have someone to come home to.”
“You won’t be alone,” said Jersey. He inched closer and sat next to Rory and me.
“Wow, I mean. I don’t know what to say.” What can I? Mind officially blown.
“Poly relationships are a thing now,” said Cole. “At least, that is what Rory tells me.”
“I thought you guys couldn’t stand each other.” That is what got me into this mess in the first place.
“No,” said Jersey. “The fact is that I was pissed that Cole was such a jerk to me.”
“Going to court over those songs was stupid,” said Cole. “I should have stopped it then. But I was stubborn.”
“Damn right,” said Rory.
“And Rory, here, got caught in the middle of what was essentially a sibling rivalry,” said Jersey. “But we talked about it, and worked it out.”
