“Exactly.”
“Fine,” I sighed, because arguing with all three of them at once was exhausting and honestly? Part of me didn’t want to be alone. “But there are rules.”
“We’re listening,” Orion said.
“No hogging blankets. No snoring. And for God’s sake, someone’s getting kicked if there’s any funny business. We’re sleeping. Actually sleeping. Because I’m exhausted and you all look like you haven’t slept in days.”
“Deal,” they said in unison, already filing into my suite like they’d won a negotiation.
Which, I suppose, they had.
To be fair, I had nearly tried to run away twice. They weren’t wrong about that.
But watching them try to navigate sharing a bed—Orion attempting to establish “zones,” Leo stealing all the pillows, causing a call to Housekeeping to bring more, and Ares muttering about “tactical sleeping positions”—I realized that running away was the last thing I could accomplish.
Even if they were all completely ridiculous about it.
It was just for one night, right?
Somehow, by the morning, Leo had worked his way to lie next to me, though I seemed to remember him sleeping onthe edge. Orion’s sleeping “zones” and Ares’s tactical sleeping positions hadn’t worked out as expected.
“Hello,” Leo said with a smile.
“Not that I’m complaining, but how did you get here?”
“I was the first to the bathroom.”
“Excuse me?”
“While they were scoping out the bed territory, I took a more three-dimensional approach. Whoever remains in the bed the longest can move their position to a more desirable location.”
“Well, it was just for one night.”
“Who says?” said Orion as he stepped out of my bathroom.
Ares was fiddling with the room’s coffee pot. “Do you think we’re letting you out of our sight?”
“Gentlemen, this sounds more than a little possessive.”
“We had a talk,” Leo said with a huge grin.
“When?”
“When you were snoring, Miss No-Snoring Gal,” Orion said.
“I don’t snore.”
“We’ll have our doctor look into it. We certainly need our sleep,” Ares said. He managed to get the coffee going, and the aroma of brewed coffee filled the room.
“Now wait a minute. Who are you to tell me what’s going to happen with my life?”
“See, I told you, brothers,” Leo said. “She’s the independent type.”
“I’m not a type,” I said with annoyance. I pulled the sheet around me, only to find that Leo was completely naked and totally gorgeous, and then I looked into Orion’s, then Ares’s eyes to find amusement.
“There’s more of that here,” Orion said with a glint in his eye.
“Now, how on earth are you three so comfortable with this?” I demanded. I didn’t know if I was.
