Saylor hums and whispers back, “Don’t be sorry, but don’t shut me out. I’m on your side whenever, wherever, for whatever.”
“Sorry,” I whisper again, and he chuckles softly.
“I know you want to take the leap, Boo. And I’m here if it turns out badly. But I’m also here if it turns out good. You will never be alone again. You can allow yourself to try, even with Thundercunt.”
Just then, the door opens again, and North walks in. He appears a little perplexed when he sees Nash sitting at his usual table but decides to join them.
“Speaking of Satan,” Saylor whispers, and I chuckle.
The guys linger, waiting for the rest of us until it’s time to close the restaurant. We step outside, and North, Nash, and Saylor walk me to my van while Tally, Tim, and Mac make their way home with grins on their faces. Tally mouths,text me later,making me roll my eyes.
In front of the van, I fumble with the keys, my nerves causing me to drop them. When I turn around, the guys stand in a line behind me, looking way too good—all tall and dark—and with three sets of ocean blue eyes fixed on me.
Holy hotness.
I gulp, and Saylor chuckles. “Better get used to that, Slo.”
Nash bends to grab the keys and pushes me gently to the side, opening the van and getting inside. “Night, bro, or do you wanna join? It could be a tight fit, but you know I like to cuddle.”
“Not the brother in question, but still coming,” Saylor mutters, climbing in the van.
North furrows his brows, clearly taken aback. “He’s sleeping with you?”
“He’s not sleepingwith me. He’s just… here,” I share. North’s eyes are unreadable, and for some reason, I feel the need to explain myself, even though I know I don’t owe him shit. “I don’t like to be alone at the moment, okay?” I whisper.
North nods and reaches out to grab my hand, pulling me in for the quickest hug and kissing my temple. “Noted. Sleep well.” It happens so fast that I have no time to react or protest. Louder, he tells Nash over my head, “I’m gonna take her for our run tomorrow. Get your ass out of bed early for once and join us.”
I look up at North, still surprised, and he smirks as he looks down at me.
This man is going to be the death of me with all his smirks.
“Not gonna happen. Night!” comes from Nash, who sounds muffled, like he’s already in bed under the covers.
“Night,” I whisper to North, who lets me go and turns to leave.
I climb into the van, close the door, and turn to survey my space. On the right side of the bed, Nash is laying under my blankets, sleepy eyes on mine, while on the left side, Saylor mirrors Nash’s position, smiling. Butterflies take off in my chest, and my heart is beating so fast I have to take a deep breath to calm down.
“Come here.” Nash yawns. “I’m so goddamn tired.”
I put on the radio and look over to Nash again, but his eyes are already closed, so I slip out of my jeans and search for some sleep pants or leggings, but they’re all dirty.
I so need to wash my shit.
The heater works like a charm, and it’s warm in here. I pull my sweater over my head and unclasp my bra to pull it out from under my shirt, leaving me in my white panties, a yellow T-shirt, and socks, which I toe off. Saylor watches my every move but doesn’t comment. He only nods to me to join them in the bed.
I wriggle under the covers, and Nash is already breathing deeply.
“I didn’t know he slept here,” Saylor whispers when he leans over me, stroking my cheek.
My stomach sinks.I should have told him about it.
I can’t seem to stop hurting the only one who never hurts me.
“He—” I start to whisper, but Saylor puts a finger on my lips.
“I’m glad he was here for you when I couldn’t be. I want all of them to be there for you. You need all of us. It’s like it’s meant to be.” I frown, but he leans down to kiss my birthmark.
That’s when Nash turns in his sleep and reaches out for me, pulling me to him, nestling my head under his chin. His hand comes to my naked thigh, pulling it over his waist, his hand lingering on my skin, his fingers stroking up and down. Saylor scoots in to lay behind me, his hand settling on my thigh directly under Nash’s, a mix of warmth and tingles spreading under their hands.
