He cheated i chose two firefighters novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132 You Can’t Seriously Be That Oblivious

Scar’s POV

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“Yeah. But my brothers don’t want her finding out yet. They want her to come to them on her own terms. They need to be certain she’s prepared for it. I haven’t actually had this talk with her, and honestly, I should have done it before all of us slept with her. She believes it was just me and two random men. She assumes I simply wanted to share her and that it was only my kink. She thinks my

brothers aren’t interested in her, and that couldn’t be further from the truth–they want her just as

much as I do. I haven’t truly opened the door to the idea of all of us being together. My brothers and I

are ready to adore her completely.”

“Why haven’t you told her any of this?”

“I like having her to myself. I’m being selfish,” he admits, sounding embarrassed.

“Do you want me to say something to her?”

“No. I need to be the one to talk to her and explain everything.”

“I don’t know, Dylan. When Natalie gets an idea in her head, she digs her heels in. If I know her–and I do–she’s going to bolt.” Chapter Unlocked, Enjoy Reading!

“If she runs, we go after her. She belongs to us,” he says forcefully.

“Well, that’s good to know. Just so you’re aware, if she does take off, she won’t tell me where she’s going. I won’t be much help in tracking her down.”

“All right. Thank you, Scar. Will you let me know if she disappears?”

“Oh, absolutely. I want her to be just as happy as I am. And Dylan, I haven’t seen her grin this much or act this lighthearted since she started seeing you. Thank you for that.”

He smiles. “Thanks for telling me. I need to head out, pack my things, and get back home. I have to warn Logan and Clayton to be ready.”

“Okay,” I say with a small laugh. My phone vibrates. “My Uber is here. I’ll message the guys and keep you updated.”

“Just hand me your phone so I can save my number,” he says.

“Why does she need your phone number?” Milo asks as he strolls into the kitchen wearing nothing but basketball shorts. I lick my lips, and he flashes me a grin.

“So she can send me nude pictures,” Dylan replies seriously while adding his contact information to

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I giggle, and Milo shoots me a sharp look.

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I rise onto my toes and pucker my lips. He bends down and kisses me, and Dylan passes my phone

back.

“Love you, bye,” I call as I walk out.

Thirty minutes later, I step through the door of my condo. A leather duffel bag sits completely stuffed, and Natalie’s purse rests beside it. She’s curled up on the couch, tears running freely down her cheeks. I move toward her, sit beside her, and pull her into my arms. She immediately breaks down sobbing.

“I fall in love, and now I have to let him go so he and his brothers can find the woman they truly want,”

she cries.

I release a slow breath and gently run my fingers through her hair.

“How do you know you aren’t the woman they truly want?”

“I know Dylan wants me. I’d be happy if it were just the two of us. But he wants someone he can share

with his brothers, and his brothers don’t want me.”

“I don’t believe that. You’ve told me how you all spend time together and how well they treat you.”

“Yeah, they treat me like I’m their brother’s girlfriend.”

“Natalie, you’ve said they tease you and look for excuses to touch you or tickle you. You even told me that Clayton and Logan both competed with Dylan to sit next to you during movie night at their house. Dylan ended up on the floor, and when he figured out he could rest your legs over his shoulders, he bragged about it while they complained.”

“Well, yeah, but I just thought they were messing around.”

“Natalie, you can’t seriously be that oblivious!”

“Scar, if they wanted me, they would’ve done something,”

“Maybe they’re waiting for you to make the first move.” Sorry, Dylan, but I can’t stand watching my

best friend hurt like this.

“No. I’m just not what they’re looking for.”

So stubborn.

“Why is your bag packed?”

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“I’m going away for a bit. I need time to think. I need to figure out what I’m doing with my life. Please

don’t be mad at me.”

“I could never be angry. You’re my soul sister. Do you want me to come with you?”

“No, Milo and Jace would be crushed.”

“They’d understand.”

“No, Scar. But thank you for offering. You just found the loves of your life, and that makes me happy. I love seeing you this happy. I just need to be alone for a while.”

“All right. Will you at least tell me where you’re going?”

“Maine. I decide to stay at the cabin my uncle left me and spend the winter there. I’m sorry–I’ll miss

Christmas.”

“It’s okay. And your secret is safe with me,” I say while crossing my fingers behind my back.

“I know it is. I love you.”

“I love you too, sweetheart. When do you leave?”

“Right now. Dylan is probably waking up, and once he realizes I’m gone, this will be the first place he checks. I want to be on the road before that happens. Will you give him this letter?”

She places an envelope with Dylan’s name written on it into my hand.

“Yes, I’ll give it to him at work tomorrow.”

“Thank you.”

We stand; and I walk with her to the elevator, ride down to the lobby, and follow her outside to her car. We hug, I brush away her tears, and I make her promise to call or text me once a day until she arrives. She agrees. I watch with a heavy smile as my best friend drives off. Then I smile for real, because! know she’s about to give Dylan, Logan, and Clayton the chase of their lives.

I step back inside the building while typing out a message to Dylan on my phone.

“Oh, Miss Joseph, I’ve got some mail for you.‘

My gaze shifts toward the front desk. Lennox, the daytime attendant, stands there, holding an envelope high and waving it at me. I grin in his direction and thank him before taking it. As I move through my doorway, I tear the letter open. The sharp intake of breath that escapes me turns into a coughing fit from how sudden it is. Tears immediately fill my eyes. Brennan knows where I live. Fuck. Without hesitating, I dial Milo’s number.