Ethan was next, and he said exactly the same. The more she heard from each of them alone, the more she realized this was a combined dream, not just one man’s.
Finally, she was in Pops’s arms, and she smiled at him.
“So, you thought I was ordering everyone around? Telling them what they wanted, and not caring?”
“I don’t know what I think.”
“You do. You thought I was this horrible brute of a man who didn’t let his friends think for themselves.” He winked at her.
“I didn’t think that at all, but I was worried that you were ordering them around.”
“Do you seriously see me ordering Marshall around? He could lift me up and throw me around as if I don’t weigh anything.”
She laughed. “Yeah, I can see that.”
“I’ve only ever seen him look so happy when you’re around. He loves you.”
“Love?”
“Yeah, we all love you.”
“Why then, Pops, have none of you come and talked to me? Done anything with me?” she asked. Five years she’d been back home, and for five years, no one had ever taken the time to be with her.
He sighed. “Our reputation is not the best, and then we were all in different relationships. It took us some time to admit that we all wanted the one woman, the same woman, and to live happily ever after. We’re guys. We’re supposed to be obsessed about one woman only. Each of us would always find something to say about you. You’re the glue that brings us together.”
“Sounds kind of romantic, sticky, but romantic.”
He kissed her head. “You’re the one we want, Rosie. You’ll see that in time.”
When he went to pull away, she shook her head. “I’ve made up my mind.”
“In one dance?”
“No. It was in five dances. You know, I’ve been watching you guys for quite some time. I’ve heard women talk about you, and what you’re capable of. I’ve always been curious and jealous of them. You’re all so big, so dominating, so powerful.”
“You want to be with us?” he asked.
“Yes. Joe’s been telling me to stop living my life as if I’m waiting for someone to tell me I’m living it wrong. He believes that at thirty years old, I’ve not really lived.”
“What do you feel when you look at us?”
“I want it. I want it all. Every little bit, and it scares me. I’m not going to deny it.”
“Then fight that fear because you never know, babe. We could be the best thing that has ever happened to you.”
He kissed her head, and she watched him walk away.
Joe grabbed her, pulling her into his arms.
“That was so fucking hot. Like a prequel to what is going to happen,” Joe said.
She smiled.
“Why do you look so fucking sad? You’ve got five major hotties, and you look like someone killed your cat.”
“I don’t know what to do.”
“Then take a deep breath, and screw all that negative crap. Think about what you want for a change, what you desire, what you crave, what you want.”