Chase was more vocal in his feelings whereas Mitch kept them locked up. He was worried in case his feelings would send Leah running scared. The love he felt for her was not sweet but intense. He wanted her badly. His every waking thought was devoted to her.
No other woman would ever replace her in his mind. She was his everything.
He washed his face then made his way to the third bedroom. Flicking on the light, he stripped down to his birthday suit before climbing into bed. He turned on his lamp, then picked up the photograph he kept beside the bed.
The photograph was a picture of all three of them at graduation. Their parents had been there to take it for them. Their friendship had been one of their unusual qualities. No one dared to tear them apart. Being apart from one another never entered their heads. At least, it had never entered his head. He loved being with his two friends. They understood him. He knew Leah and Chase loved him for who he was. Mitch remembered his father’s words trying to reassure him that when he got to high-school they’d drift apart.
“You’ll find new friends. Leah and Chase will be a thing of the past.”
Mitch hadn’t needed to be reassured. Who would want to have any other friends? He figured his dad was just trying to warn him. He knew a lot of friends drifted apart. They never had. No matter how many classes they had differently or the teasing they got. They stuck together through thick and thin.
The only time they’d come close to losing their friendship had been the fight over Leah. His father and Chase’s had sat down with them and talked. Leah needed to make a choice. When she hadn’t made a choice, Mitch had sat down with him again a few years later. It was after they had graduated and moved into this apartment, and his father had told him about his cousin down in LawCastle.
“What are you trying to say?” Mitch asked.
“I’m saying, son, that sometimes women don’t have to make a choice. Leah loves both you and Chase. I don’t think she’ll ever pick between the two of you.”
Those words kept him going. His father never lied to him. The thought of sharing her with Chase filled him with excitement.
They hadn’t been celibate. Both of them had gone out and fucked plenty of women. They hadn’t shared a woman before. Leah would be their first and only woman.
Chapter Two
“Why do you hate me?” Leah asked her buzzing alarm clock. She’d been in the middle of a very erotic and fun dream. She didn’t like it when she was pulled out right before the good part. Mitch had been about to fuck her from behind, and Chase had been pressing his impressive shaft to her lips when the inane sound invaded her pleasant dreams.
One of the guys knocked on her door. “Don’t put it to snooze, as otherwise you’ll be running late and cursing for the whole day,” Mitch said.
“Coffee is outside waiting,” Chase said seconds later.
She turned her alarm clock off instead of throwing it against the wall. “If you keep spoiling my fun you’re going in the trash,” she said, pushing her duvet off her body.
Leah stretched her arms above her head working the sleep out of her body. She opened the door to find Mitch and Chase sitting at the kitchen counter reading the paper.
“Burglaries have gone up in the area,” Chase said in between munching his cereal.
She walked past them going for the coffee. When she turned around she saw them both staring at her.
“What?” she asked.
Gazing down her body she saw one of her breasts had escaped the night shirt she’d been wearing. Blushing, she turned away and placed her large breast back inside the silk negligee she wore. She was quite partial to negligees. She loved the feel of the silk against her body when she moved.
They’d turned back to their paper and coffee when she faced them again.
“Sorry,” she muttered.
“No worries, Leah. Remember you’re the only one with the breasts in our family,” Mitch said.
She burst out laughing as he raised his eyebrows at her.
“If you want me to start flashing my cock let me know. We’d be even then,” Chase said, laughing.
“I’ll remember that. You never know, we could make a game of ‘who has the longest sausage’.”
They all laughed at their words. Feeling better, Leah walked back to her bedroom and changed for work. She went for a black pencil skirt and a plain white blouse and decided to leave her hair down for the remainder of the day after running a brush through it. It was Friday night, and work tended to be more casual on a Friday. The weekend would be all hers as none of them worked the weekend.
She walked back out and went straight to the fridge. “Do you two need any lunch put together?” she asked.