He cheated i chose two firefighters novel Chapter 113

Chapter 113 Envelopes

Jace’s POV

My eyes snap open, and an unsettled sensation immediately takes hold. Following the events of last night and the enjoyable shower session afterward, Milo, Scar, and I had fallen deeply asleep. I can feel my man’s arms encircling me; he is acting as my big spoon, which makes me wonder: where is my little spoon? And how have I ended up in the middle? Scar is invariably the one who fills the space between us in bed. I stretch toward the nightstand and check the time displayed on my phone. It reads two forty–five in the afternoon. What the actual fuck? We have never slept this late before. Man, Scar

really exhausted us.

“Hey,” I speak, shifting within Milo’s embrace. He stirs and draws me even nearer, resting his head against my chest. A smile forms on my lips. Milo has always been someone who loves to cuddle.

“Hey,” I repeat, moving my hand in slow strokes up and down his back. “We have slept in. And by a

significant amount. It is nearly three o’clock now.”

“What?” he asks, his voice tinged with confusion. “How did we manage to sleep for so long, and where

could Scar be?”

“I do not know, regarding either of those things. We should get up and go look for her.”

We both swing our legs over and roll out of the bed. I use the bathroom while he brushes his teeth.

Then he uses it while I brush mine. This pattern is a regular part of our routine. We have always begun

our mornings in this manner, even before Scar came to live with us.

Once we are dressed, we head downstairs to the kitchen, where we discover Daxter, Dylan, and Gavin, all appearing as though they have also just awakened.

“Did you all just get up as well?” Milo inquires.

Each of them nods in response.

“Where are the girls?” I ask.

“We aren’t sure. Every one of us woke up alone. We came down here and found letters. Each of us has

one. We decided to wait for the two of you before opening them,” Gavin explains.

My gaze shifts to the kitchen table, where I notice a solitary envelope bearing both my name and

Milo’s.

“What the fuck is happening? Could these be break–up letters?” Milo questions. That immediately captures everyone’s focus. Gavin and Dylan straighten up in their seats. Daxter pushes himself upright from where he had been leaning against the kitchen counter.

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“I certainly hope not. I’ve only just begun dating Summer and Maisie. We just agreed to be exclusive

last night,” Daxter states.

Together, we all tear into our envelopes.

“M&J

Hello Lovers,

We ensured this small game would begin precisely as the clock reached three.

This way, you can unwind in a warm location before the main event occurs.

Enjoy some moments with each other, yet do not linger for an extended period

Or you could fail to hear my voice performing a particularly tender song for you.

You will require stamina for this evening. I want you to flourish.

Make sure you are present at Salty Dog Tavern when the time shows five.

Scar”

A smile spreads across my face, and I glance toward Milo. “It is a hunt. They are organizing something. Do the poems you all received instruct you to meet at the Salty Dog Tavern by five?”

“Yes, but mine also mentions getting a massage from a woman named Ingrid,” Dylan replies. Right at

that instant, the sound of the doorbell echoes through the house. I move to answer it. A striking blonde

woman stands at the doorway, holding a folded massage table.

“Hello, I am Ingrid.”

I allow her to enter and call out for Dylan. Dylan comes walking around the corner.

“Hi, I’m Ingrid, the massage therapist assigned to you.”

“Alright, um, I suppose you can set up in our room?” Dylan says, sounding somewhat uncertain. He leads her toward the staircase. Before he begins to climb the steps behind her, he looks back at me with widened eyes and silently forms the words, ‘what the fuck?‘ I merely shrug my shoulders and

return to the kitchen.

“My letter tells me to relax with a film and my preferred snacks, so it seems I am heading to the theater room,” Gavin states, and he departs with a cheerful expression.

I turn my attention to Daxter. “What about yours?”

“Mine says I should go to the Teal Lantern. I am supposed to bathe in room 205.”

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“The Teal Lantern? Isn’t that a brothel? I mean, it isn’t openly advertised that way, but it is a brothel,”

Milo comments.

“Yeah, I am puzzled about why they are directing me to a brothel. We literally had a discussion just last night about the three of us being in a committed relationship, similar to how you two are with Scar. However, Maisie did mention that if they gave their consent, they would occasionally permit a fourth or more. Do you believe that is what this involves?”

“Do you think they are examining your loyalty?” I ask.

“I am not sure. I suppose I will go and discover the answer.”

Milo and I observe him as he exits the kitchen. I look back at Milo.

“Where should we go to relax in a hot place?”

“The sauna or the hot tub?”

I give a nod to Milo, and we proceed to the in–house gym where the sauna is situated. A note is attached to the sauna door.

“Close but not here”

“My guess would be the hot tub,” Milo says.

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