“Sorry, I’m being silly.”
“You better get used to being treated right.” Jagger winks at me. “Because we’re never going to stop spoiling you.”
“Why don’t you explore?” Tae squeezes my shoulder in a gentle nudge of encouragement.
I spin around, letting an elated giggle escape my mouth as I throw myself on the bed. I bounce against the soft mattress before I sit up, having momentarily forgotten that I have company and see the three guys watching me with desire-filled gazes. The atmosphere instantly shifts from euphoric to sexually charged as I smell their arousal. But I can’t just leap on them. Right?
I return to the nest living area before I’m too tempted by those sexy faces. Next to the plush sofa, I take a closer look at some items on the shelves that they’ve tucked away.
“You got me more gifts?” My eyes widen. “You didn’t have to?—”
“It’s our job to treat you,” Nash insists.
I lean closer to inspect the items. “Smutty books?” I arch an eyebrow as I move my finger along the spines. “How did you know?”
A faint flush creeps up Nash’s neck. “On the first night we met, I saw the book you had.”
“I haven’t read any of these yet.” I stand on my tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek.
“They all came out this month,” Nash mumbles. “I had to get The Pleasure Pages to order them in especially.”
My heart swells at knowing he went through that much effort. Despite him claiming that he’s not good at this whole courting thing, he’s a natural.
“And this?” I pick up an ornately beaded notebook with thick paper. “It’s so pretty.”
“I thought you might like to write some of your recipes in there,” Jagger responds.
“And a record player?” My eyes wander to the gorgeous redwood player.
Jagger gestures at it. “I remember you saying that music always sounds better on vinyl.”
“You remembered.” I stroke the side of the player. “Thank you. It’s perfect.”
“What’s in the box is from me.” Tae points to a large trunk on the floor. “I may not be an alpha biologically programmed to provide, but I sure as hell want to make you smile.”
Inside are dozens of board games.
“I thought you’d like something fun to do.” He shifts his weight from one foot to the other. “On our first date, you mentioned that you liked games so…”
“I love it.” I pull out Chutes and Ladders. “This was my favorite when I was a kid.”
“We can play…?” Tae winks, the glint in his eyes causing my nipples to harden. “I know it’s a basic game, but I’ve made up some new rules.”
“A nest isn’t the place for kids’ board games,” Nash tsks.
“Maybe we should listen to Tae’s rules first?” Jagger suggests with a smirk.
“Okay, so…” Tae’s voice rises an octave higher. “We play like normal, but if you go down a chute, you remove one item of clothing. If you go up a ladder, you can put one back on.”
“How many other games do you have a spicy twist for?” I ask, playfully scowling at him.
Tae bats his thick eyelashes innocently. “Every single one in the chest.”
“Fine.” I close the door to the heart of the nest. “Let’s play.”
My head is still fuzzy from the amazing cocktails, shedding some of my inhibitions as he lays out the board. We sit close together—Nash’s knee rubs against mine, while the heat from Jagger’s body radiates against my side.
“Omegas first.” Nash hands me the dice.
