Roan was funny and caring. He took care of his people, and he’d tried to take care of me, as much as I’d let him with my independent streak. He was definitely attractive, and the more I was around him the more I wished I knewhowto flirt.
I’d have to figure out what to do to show them. Maybe I should come out and say it.
It might’ve been the exhaustion, but I decided to do just that. “Can we change the subject a little? Okay, a lot.”
They nodded at me. “Of course,” said Roan. “What’s up?”
“Is it true in the Dannan culture, the man shows the woman interest then backs off for her to make the next move?”
They both nodded again, looking dumbfounded.
“Kelly told me. See, in the human world, the men tend to be the aggressors. The world is changing so it’s become acceptable for the women to do the pursuing, but typically it’s still the men. The thing is, I don’t know how to show you I’m interested. It’s not something I’ve ever done before.”
Roan grinned widely and punched Alexander on the arm. “I told you!”
“You knew?” I asked, dismayed. If they knew I was having a hard time, and they hadn’t done anything to help me, then they must not want to date me anymore.
“I only suspected, and he kept telling me I was wrong.” Roan stood, leaning across the huge dining table to pat my hand, which was sweet, but very awkward.
“Oh, sit down,” I said with a blush. “So I guess what I’m saying is I’d like to see what it’s like to date the both of you.”
Alexander put his silverware down and put his napkin on his plate. “That is wonderful news.” He stood and walked around the head of the table to grab my hand. Pressing it gently to his lips, he murmured against it. “I look forward to convincing you that we are the men for you.” His breath whispered across my skin.
How could he have known I loved a knuckle kiss? The only thing better was a kiss on the forehead. That and hot, sweaty sex.
The mental image of the three of us panting, naked on a bed popped into my head, and I squirmed in my seat. “You’re doing a good job,” I said.
He smiled and released my hand, returning to his seat. “Well then, we’ve had a long day. Do either of you want to relax in the library with me for a while or are you ready for bed?”
“I’m ready for bed,” I replied. “Maybe we can start our dating tomorrow?”
He laughed. “It’s a date. Tomorrow, then.”
I paused before passing him on my way out the door. Leaning forward, I brushed a kiss on his cheek. “Sleep well,” I said, hopefully causing him to squirm in his seat a little as well. I repeated the action with Roan, but he was expecting it and turned his head so I brushed my lips squarely across his.
He moaned against my mouth andheatpooled between my legs, causing an instant ache. It had been too long since I’d had a man in my bed that knew what he was doing.
I didn’t pull back from the kiss, and he deepened it, caressing my mouth with his. It was my turn to moan. I steeled my reserve and pulled away. It would be a cold shower kinda night.
Holding my head high, I walked from the room with my hips rolling. Before I walked out the door, I turned my head, and gave them my huskiest, “Good night.”
Maybe they’d be in for a cold shower sort of night themselves.
I’d never taken a cold shower in my life, and I didn’t plan on starting. After a luxurious shower where all I did was imagine what Alexander and Roan might be doing to themselves right at that very moment, I settled into my bed to try to relieve a little pressure.
Never in my life had I not been able topleasure myself. I’d had to do it many times with my ex. He liked to finish without making sure I had what I needed. I finally had to give up. Mycorewasn’t in the mood for my shenanigans. It wanted the attention of someone else. One of three someones, if I was being honest.
Why couldn’t it have it? What was wrong with a little middle of the night booty call? Nothing, that’s what. Nothing was wrong with it.
I hopped out of bed, energized and excited. I was going to do it. I’d never been quite so daring and adventurous, but what better time to start? My underwear drawer held a plethora of comfy undies, but also had a couple of negligees. I changed into one that hid some of the flaws that came along with being a size sixteen and fluffed my hair a bit.
Tiptoeing into the hall, I tried to decide which room I should go to. Alexander or Roan? Who would be most likely to welcome my intrusion? I decided to try Roan first. His kiss was freaking hot, if anyone was likely to appreciate my horniness, it would be him.
Peering into the room, I let the light from the hallway illuminate my way across the room to the bed. “Roan?” I whispered. When I got close enough, I realized the bed covers were flat. He wasn’t there. He must’ve gone home for the night. He did that occasionally when he had a big case the next day or an early morning ahead of him.
Okay, then. Alexander seemed eager, and my libido liked both of them pretty equally. I quietly made my way to his room and eased the door open only to find the lights on and the object of my desire sitting in bed, laptop open. He looked over at me in surprise. “Jen!”
My head was the only thing he could see, stuck through the open door.
