“Then I guess Liam and I had an excursion to New York City this weekend.”
“We would have gotten drunk and stumbled back to our hotel room.”
Eden inhaled deeply, turning her chin up toward the ceiling as she exposed the white of her throat to both flesh-hungry men. “Dare I ask what the point of this plan was?” She rubbed her foot against Liam’s lap. “The severity of the situation, huh?”
“We wanted to show you what was possible with us long-term,” Liam said.
“I don’t know if you’ve noticed,” Benson continued, “but we will make you ours.”
“So, this is how you cap off our small break this week?”
“Small?” Benson shot back. “We were losing it without you.”
“Mostly him,” Liam said. “Look, I love the shit out of you, Eden, but he was like a pouty puppy, moping about his apartment like he would never be loved again.”
“I just wanted you to know that I heard you,” Benson continued. “Weheard you. Loud and clear. Whatever you want from a relationship with us is yours.”
“Whatever?”
“Whatever,” Liam reiterated. “We could do crazy shit like this every weekend. Or we could spend all our free time traveling the world.” He brushed his knuckles against her back as she sat back up. “Come up with a business plan for us to invest in. Or, I dunno, get your bartender’s license like your friend.”
“I think what our sex-drunk friend is trying to say,” Benson said, “is that the world is your oyster, but you are the most beautiful pearl in the sea.”
She laughed. “You’re both nuts right now.”
“I think we should get out of here.”
Everyone agreed with Liam, but the waitress returned with Eden’s drink, and she was not about to let it – and how much it cost – go to waste. So she ensconced herself between her boyfriends, reveling in the low, thrumming beats in the background, the heat of their bodies, and how good she felt all over.I could definitely get used to this.Something piqued her curiosity as she sipped through a straw and rubbed up against Benson.
“Did you see that guy hitting on me in the bar area?” she purred. “He wanted to be the branch I perched on, if you catch my drift.”
“Oh, I saw that sly fucker,” Benson said. “We were actually sitting behind you.”
“Really? I never saw you.”
Liam chuckled. “We are very stealthy when we want to be. Especially if it means seeing our girl in her element.”
“And what’s my element?”
Both of them curled a hand around one of her thighs. “Driving us crazy,” Benson replied. “Making us realize how much even we want to be together again.”
“To be fair,” Liam nearly whispered. “I never not wanted to be.”
Something about the earnestness of their words, never mind the crazy scenario they cooked up that night, delighted Eden.They really love me. They really listened.She laid a kiss on Benson’s scruff since it was closer than the top of Liam’s head, but the intention was there.I love them, too.
“Since it’s still kinda my night,” she said, fluttering her lashes and sipping on her diet soda, “do I get whatever I want when we go back to your hotel?”
Benson shrugged. “Don’t see why not.”
“Oh, God, what is she thinking?”
Eden put down her drink on the table and stretched both arms above her head. “Well! I’m still in quite the mood, but after you two stuffed me like a Thanksgiving turkey—”
“Dressing included, yes?”
“—I still need a bit of a break downstairs. Say, you guys like to fool around, right?”
They both glanced at one another but didn’t say anything. Not until Benson tentatively said, “Yes. He and I ‘fool around’.”
