“Yes, they came by.”
There was a heartbeat of silence before Marcos spoke. The static got louder on the line. “They just came by?”
What the heck was she supposed to say? They came by and did amazing things to my body that no man has ever done before. “Yes, they came by and checked on me. Then they left. What do you want to hear? I didn’t invite them to stay the night if that’s what you’re worried about.”
Marcos swore. “I hope you were nice to them. They're only doing what I asked.”
She choked back a snort, took off her glasses and started cleaning them of dust. She highly doubted any of what they had done had been her brother's request. “I was very nice. You can ask them yourself.”
She didn't think for a second that they would admit to Marcos what had happened the night before between the three. A night like that was best left to be relived in the most sacred places for fond memories of the past.
“They should be coming by again often to check on you.”
Hallelujah! That is exactly what she wanted to happen. Maybe not in the same way her brother did, but as long as Blake and Kane came back over again and again to show her how much they wanted her, in every way possible, she couldn’t care less how long it lasted.
“Look, don't worry. I'm pretty sure that everything will be fine. Besides, I've known them all my life too, you know.”
“All right, all right. If you have any problems or questions about anything, whether it's with the dogs or any issues at the house, just let them know and they'll take care of it for you until I get home. I’ve got to go, but hopefully in the next few days I'll be able to find reception again and I'll give you another call.”
And if life cared even a little bit about her, he would not find reception. She wanted to go get her freak on with two furry guys again without his knowledge.
“Have fun, Marcos,” she said, cheerfully. “Forget about me and the dogs.” Please, Lord let him forget her. “We'll still be here when you come home.”
She hung up the call feeling like she was in a better position now. Ready to engage in a sexual relationship with them. Was that wrong? Should she feel maybe a little bad about doing her brother’s friends? Nah. You only live once and all that crap.
The phone buzzed again with a new text message.
I'm hoping that you had a good time at the party last night. When you have a moment, please give me a call or come by and see me. There are some things I need to discuss with you. I'm not sure if you're aware but the men I set you up with need a person to complete their Alpha Triad. I need to give you information for your future.
How sweet. Gerri actually thought that Danielle had a chance at becoming Blake and Kane’s mate.
She sent a short reply back telling Gerri she was aware and knew exactly what needed to happen. In fact she was more than aware. It would be hard to let go of the men but she would do it because it was what was right for them.
Her boss and co-workers decided to go out for lunch to celebrate one of their birthdays. Daniella was too wrapped up in her previous night and decided to stay behind. Her body still hummed with electric charges from her time at the mercy of Kane and Blake. Besides, lunchtime at the library meant absolute quiet and she could think more about their next encounter. Okay, she could fantasize.
There were two single older gentlemen in the library. Her usual newspaper readers, sitting at the front, by the entrance. She fixed her glasses over the bridge of her nose and combed a hand through her hair. She’d just left it loose and could only have it that way while her bitchy boss was gone. Her phone buzzed again.
It was Blake. She almost hyperventilated when she saw his name pop up on her screen. She’d logged his and Kane’s numbers in from the message Marcos had emailed her in his desperate need to ensure she had backup for his pups. Crap. What if they’d changed their mind and decided they were skipping any time with her and going to find their mate? Screw it, she’d blackmail them if she had to. They were not going to give her fantasies and leave her wanting more. No way in hell. She opened the text message and grinned when she read it.
You’re the sexiest librarian ever. Are you wearing a skirt?
She pushed her glasses above her head and glanced around the massive library in hopes of seeing him. She giggled quietly, feeling completely naughty reading his text.
I sure am.
She was so bad. It took a moment before another message came through.
Lift your skirt up. Her eyes stayed stuck on the screen and the second part popped up. Nobody can see under your desk. I want you to touch yourself.
Was he there? She did another sweep of the room with her gaze but there was no one out of the ordinary that she could see.