"Funny, I was going to say the same thing about me and Morgan," Blaise said. "I guess that means we're eating together."
Ryan didn't seem to know how to respond to that. Should he tell them no, or invite them to eat with us? It wasn't as though this was a date, after all.
"I don't mind if they join us," I said carefully. "It'll be nice to make some friends here in town."
"Friends," Ryan said under his breath. "Right. Okay, I guess."
Blaise patted his shoulder like he'd never had any doubt.
Morgan looked amused.
As for me, I could do worse than dinner with three hot men. Two mountain men and a country singer. If my friends could see me now, they wouldn't believe it.
I was tempted to take another selfie, this time with them in it, and send that to Kevin. I didn't, because he didn't deserve to know what I was doing and who I was doing it with. Let himstew. He was the past. The sooner I put him behind me, the better.
Ryan and Blaise both jostled to walk to either side of me, while Morgan walked behind. I was almost certain he wanted to look at my ass. I couldn't say I minded the attention. I didn't. In a handful of hours, they made me feel cuter than Kevin ever had.
I caught Whitney's eye before we stepped out of the pub. She was sitting with three other women around our age, a drink in her hand. She raised it to toast me and grinned.
I shook my head and smiled back before stepping out of sight.
A few people walked up and down the main street of Aurora Hollow, talking and laughing, enjoying the mild summer evening. This high up in the mountains, it rarely got hot, especially at night, but I liked it. The air smelled fresh and earthy. Pine, maple and a hint of steak from the restaurant next door.
Up here, the stars were huge. A whole sky full of them, all twinkling down at us. Each one looked like a diamond, placed there just for us to admire it. Hanging there for billions of years waiting for tonight.
"It's beautiful here," I said softly, as though my voice might disturb the peace somehow.
"The view certainly is beautiful from where I'm standing," Morgan said.
"Mine too," Ryan agreed.
"Funny, I was going to say the same thing," Blaise said, his gaze on me, like he was peeling off not just layers of clothes, but layers of skin. Looking underneath to the real me I hid from the rest of the world.
His scrutiny made me shiver, but it wasn't unpleasant. It was…exposed, more than anything else. As if somehow he knew me better than I knew myself even though we'd just met.
"Mine is good too," I said, my brain finally catching up. These three were making it more and more difficult to think straight. Maybe thinking straight was overrated. It hadn't worked well for me in the past. I'd been living in the moment since I ran away from my wedding.
I might keep doing it. So far, it was working.
It was Ryan who leaned in and spoke in my ear. "It's going to get a whole lot better. Come on, let's get something to eat. We're going to need it."
If his intentions were to make me ruin my panties, he succeeded. Whitney might be right yet again. All I needed was a good, hard fuck. These guys might just be the ones to give it to me.
7
BLAISE
I satbetween Morgan and Ryan, my attention on the stunning woman opposite me. Whenever either of them would make a joke, she'd laugh. Every time she laughed, my cock got harder. By the time we were lingering over dessert, I was harder than a rock. All I could think about was sliding myself between those plush lips and fucking her mouth.
I thought about excusing myself and going to the restroom to take care of my erection.
I didn't.
I wanted to hold out for her. Until she was ready.
And if she wasn't?
I refused to entertain that line of thought. Paisley was letting herself go, potentially for the first time in her life. If I could get her alone, I was certain she'd beg to ride my cock. I wanted her to beg. To get down on her knees and plead with me to fuck her. I wanted to hear her plead for Morgan and Ryan too. Why not? I bet she could take all three of us.
