“What are you doing?” I frowned as I looked around for my top to cover myself. “Tyler will be right back.”
“Tyler is playing a game with you.” Grant’s blue eyes surveyed my face and then dropped to my pus**sy. “Don’t fall for it.”
“Let me guess, you’re the man for me?” I pulled my top on quickly, feeling my nipples poking through the top.
“No, I’m not.” He shook his head. “I’m not the man for anyone, but a night.” His eyes dropped to my pus**sy again and I quickly grabbed my panties up from the ground and slipped them back on.
“I don’t want a night.” I took a step back from him.
“Nights are all you get here, Evie. We don’t do fairytales here.” He paused and smiled. “Well, that’s not exactly true, we do the beginning of fairytales, not the ending.”
“What does that mean?” I frowned at him, not liking the look on his face.
“Do you remember when we met in the club?” His fingers grabbed a piece of my hair and he pulled me towards him. “You were so innocent, so in need of a Prince Charming, so in need of me.” He grabbed my hips and pulled me towards him.
“I wasn’t in need of you.” I shook my head and pushed away from him.
“Your hair is so silky and smooth.” He pulled it up to his nose and sniffed. “Lavender petals.”
“What?” I stepped back.
“Your hair smells like lavender petals.” He stepped forward and pressed his face against my chest. “And your skin smells like rose petals.”
“Please stop.” I pushed him away and his eyes looked hurt.
“You didn’t say that the other night.”
“I made a mistake.” I pushed against his chest. “You’re not the one I want.”
“You need to hurry up and leave.” He sounded angry as he grabbed my arms and pulled me towards him. “You need to leave now before you can’t.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I said loudly.
“Evie.” The door banged and Tyler’s voice was angry. “Open up.”
“Leave Evie.” Grant implored at me as he stepped back.
“Tyler, I’m in here. Grant locked the door.” I shouted out, scared by Grant and not sure what he wanted to do to me.
Grant shook his head as I spoke and he leaned forward. “Tyler said he wasn’t playing my game, Evie. He didn’t say he wasn’t playing any games at all.” He grabbed my head and I could feel his breath in my ear as Grant whispered, “The game has changed, Evie. This game is about more than a threesome. This game is about everything.” He pulled back and opened the door and Tyler burst into the room.
“What’s going on?” Tyler looked furiously between the two of us.
“I was just telling her that I’m still open to a threesome if she is.” Grant smiled and licked his lips. “It could be fun.”
“There will be no threesome.” Tyler spat out, his face tense. “What are you playing at Grant?”
“I don’t know, Tyler. What am I playing at?”
“You think you’re funny?”
“No, not funny.” Grant shook his head and looked at me and mouthed. “You need to leave.”
“We’re going to let you sleep Evie.” Tyler frowned. “You’ve had enough activity today. We’re going to let you sleep. We’re not going to the club tonight anymore. We will go tomorrow. And Grant and I are going to talk tonight.”
“Oh okay.” I offered him a weak smile. “Good night.”
“Good night, Evie.” Tyler kissed my cheek and stepped back.
“Good night, Sleeping Beauty.” Grant said softly and slipped out of the room quickly. Tyler followed after him and closed the door behind him. I stood there for a few minutes wondering if they’d locked me in. I tried to open the door and it turned easily. I peeked into the hallway and realized that I could leave if I wanted to. I could walk out of the doors and forget that this had happened. I could remove myself from this situation, but I didn’t want to. For all the craziness, I felt more alive than I’d ever felt in my life. I was going to wait. I was going to wait and see what happened. I wanted to know Tyler’s story and I wanted to know what was going on with Eugenie. I walked to the bed and lay down and closed my eyes. The room was still filled with light, but I didn’t think it was odd that I was going to bed while there was still daylight. Nothing about this situation felt odd anymore. I turned over and stared at the door. I didn’t even jump when I saw the door open slowly. I didn’t jump when I saw the eyes peeking in. I didn’t ask who was there. I just turned over and waited to see what was going to happen. My body was still throbbing and waiting for a climax. I was hoping Tyler would join me in the bed to finish what he started, but then I heard the door closing and a lock turning. I knew what it meant. My opportunity to leave was now gone. I was stuck in this room for the night. All by myself. There would be no visitors and no lovemaking tonight. And after I thought about it, I was glad for it. Tonight I needed to sleep and get my wits together. I had a feeling that tomorrow was going to be a crazy day.
Chapter Three
I walked into the bathroom the next morning and closed the door, my heart pounding thinking about the day ahead. I wasn’t really sure what was going on. Were Tyler and Grant playing me? Was this some sort of test? I was about to take my clothes off and go into the shower¸ when I heard a knock on the door.
“Who is it?” I called out, hoping not to hear Grant’s voice. There was no vocal response just another knock on the door. “Who is it?” I said again and there was another light knock. I tried the handle and someone had unlocked it because it opened slowly. I saw Eugenie standing in front of me.
“Come.” She looked around frantically and grabbed my hand and yanked my arm. I followed behind her and she looked into the corridor carefully before running with me to a room down the hallway and pushing open the door.
“Hurry, come with me. We’ll be safe here.” She whispered as she locked the doors. “No one can get in.”
“I don’t know if this is a good idea.” I put my hand on the doorknob.
“There are things you need to know before you decide to move forward.”
“Move forward with what?” I looked at Eugenie again, her face looked different today. It wasn’t as pale and white as it had been the day before. She had on a full face of makeup and she didn’t look as scared. In fact, she looked positively radiant. It didn’t make sense to me that she could look so scared and ethereal one day and radiate confidence and beauty the next.
“Tick tock goes the clock.” She said again and I wondered if she was crazy. Either she was crazy or I was. At this point in time, I wasn’t sure which one was the most true.
“What did you mean when you told me one is good and one is bad?” I questioned her, not bothering to ask her about her tick tock goes the clock comment.
“One sibling is good and one is bad.” She spoke slowly, looking around anxiously.
“They’re brothers?” My jaw dropped. “No way, they can’t be brothers.” They did both have blue eyes, but they looked nothing alike. Grant was dark and mysterious, like some unknown Greek God, where Tyler was blond and Viking-like. Both men were strong and handsome, but both were unique and independent. I refused to believe that they were brothers. It would make everything so much sicker.