“We all love you and want you, B,” Knox says, taking my hand. “We’ll do whatever we need to do to make things work.”
Then I remember the main problem that started all of the trouble. “Your dad … the move? What about that?”
Long distance relationships hardly ever work out, and I really hope they’re not going to suggest it.
“When you came over the other night, we wanted to talk to you about that,” Knox says. “We’re not interested in moving, and we were hoping you’d want us to stay.”
“Of course I want you to stay,” I say, impatient, excited, so full of hope I’m nearly bursting.
“Our father is still selling the house and the golf courses,” Knox says, and my heart sinks because I know the brothers love their work and I don’t want to see their lives upended. “But he’s selling to us.”
“To you?”
“Yes, we’re buying the house and the businesses. It’ll all be ours.”
“And yours, if you’ll have us,” Cade says.
“Move in with us,” Ryder says, his arms still around me, holding me tight.
“I don’t know,” I tease, looking around my tiny apartment. “I’ve gotten pretty attached to this place in the short time that I’ve been here.”
“Move in with us and keep the apartment, too,” Logan says. “You can escape over here when the four of us get too rowdy.”
I raise an eyebrow and grin. “When you get rowdy, I’m going to want to be involved.”
“Is that right?” Logan grins right back at me, looking so sexy it should be illegal, before he scoops me from his brother’s arms and carries me over to the bed.
“Just to make things perfectly clear,” he says as he drops me in the middle of the mattress, “there will be nothing fake about what we’re about to do with you.”
“And we’re not giving you experience so that you can feel comfortable dating other men,” Knox adds as he, Cade, and Ryder join us. “You’re all ours now, and only ours.”
As I pull them close, I’m so happy, I imagine I must be glowing like the sun. “And the four of you are all mine.”
Epilogue
Heads turn when I step into the game room. I knew this new red babydoll nightie would get their attention.
“I thought we were going to teach you how to play pool tonight,” Knox says, his eyes running down the length of my body.
I slide a finger along the edge of the billiards table. “You can, if you think you can still focus on the game.”
Ryder puts his cue stick back in the rack. “I can’t remember the first thing about it at the moment.”
“Did you remember that this is our last room?” I ask.
Cade slides a hand over the sheer fabric at my hip. “Our last – ? Oh, our last room.” He grins knowingly.
It’s taken two months, but since I moved into the Evans brothers’ house, the five of us have had sex in nearly every room, including all five bathrooms, the formal entryway, the garage, the back deck, and, of course, out by the pool. We skipped the room that used to be their father’s bedroom; we’ll add that one to the list after it’s been remodeled into our own oversized master bedroom.
When I first moved in, I was intimidated by the size of their house, but now that we’ve had our own kind of rowdy fun in every room, I’ve been feeling very much at home.
I had no need for my apartment, and the guys insisted on paying the fee to break the lease. At first, I wasn’t comfortable with them spending money on me, but I’ve had to get used to it. To celebrate our one month anniversary, I made a special dinner for them. Their gift to me? A car! My old car was perfectly fine, but they said I’d be safer if I was driving a newer model.
I have to be careful not to mention things I see that I like, or they’ll immediately buy them for me. I don’t want to take advantage of their generosity, but they insist that they enjoy spoiling me.
Thanks to them, I don’t work in the store anymore, either. I helped my parents find a replacement for me, and now I focus solely on the online store, which is turning into a full-time job itself. Olivia and I just modeled new merchandise at a photo shoot with Knox last week, and I’m working on convincing all four of my guys to be featured in images for a new line of menswear.
“Does anyone want anything to drink?” I ask. In addition to the pool table, an air hockey table, and two pinball machines, there’s a bar in one corner of the game room.
“I’m not thirsty, but I’m suddenly very hungry,” Logan says.
In the wonderful way they often do, all four Evans brothers gather in close, surrounding me on every side. It’s hard to believe they ever felt unsure about how to share me, because they do it beautifully and effortlessly, and in so many more ways than I could have ever imagined.