He cheated i chose two firefighters novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191 A Solid Plan

Dylan’s POV

“But I wasn’t,” she says, lifting her head. She shifts on Logan’s lap until she faces Clayton and me.

“Baby, your mom really did a number on you. She abused you emotionally and mentally. You expressed this in your letter.”

“No, I only wrote that she would harp on me about my weight.”

“Tell us about your childhood, pumpkin.”

“There isn’t much to tell. My father died when I was young. My mom wasn’t horrible to me until I started my period. I was twelve. Before that, she was a great mom. But after that, she looked at me strangely. I was suddenly not good enough in her eyes. I was too fat. She would tell me no boy would ever want me because of my weight. She would pinch the extra skin on me and make a tsking sound. Then she would harp on me about keeping my legs shut and not being a whore in her house. She went through men very quickly. She would tell me to stay away from them. She would accuse me of trying to entice them whenever I walked around in my lounge pants and crop tops. That is what I would wear to sleep in. If I went on dates, she would rant at me about spreading my legs for any boy that took me out, which was not true. But then she would return to the subject of me being too fat, saying it was no wonder no boy ever asked me out after I turned sixteen. What I never told her was that the first boy I ever went out with lied and told the whole school he fucked me and that I gave him the best blow job he had ever had. The boys looked at me differently after that. I tried dating, but the two guys I dated after that, who were also assholes, likewise lied and said they either had me or that I gave them great head. I suppose I should have felt grateful that they did not say I was horrible, but it just alienated me. Girls hated me because they thought I was after their guys, and guys wanted me for what they thought I would give them. So I did not date after that. I studied my ass off, and I left Vegas at the first opportunity. I lost my virginity in college, I became what my mother had accused me of being during my first year, but after that, I buckled down and worked on my studies. I have not seen my mother in a year, because every time I do she has something to say to me about my lack of a man and my weight.”

“That right there constitutes a great deal of emotional and mental abuse, baby. You ran because you thought Logan and Clayton did not want you due to your weight. You believed they were not attracted to you. This, as you now know, is far from the truth. That night at the club when I laughed because you thought I chose random men to have that scene with us, and you thought they didn’t want you? Those were them. We did not want you to know, which is why you were blindfolded. They wanted you to make the first move with them. They wanted you to choose to want them. The fault in all this is mine because I have yet to tell you that we all wanted to share you; it was not just me wanting to share you with my brothers. We all want a relationship with you. We want to be yours, and we want you to be ours, exclusively.”

I see her breath hitch. She looks at Clayton, and he nods, and then she looks over her shoulder at Logan. He buries his nose in her neck and inhales.

“He is right, Angel. We want that with you. Us in a relationship, going on dates, sleeping together. Like your friend and her men.”

“Scar, Milo, and Jace?”

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“Yeah, pumpkin. We want what they have. That one night at that dinner. When that one chick asked Logan if he was taken, and he looked at you and Dylan? He told her ‘I will be,‘ and I nodded in agreement. You did not see me, but I know you heard him. Your eyes were so huge. How could you think we did not want you?”

“Because you treated me like a best friend. Or like your brother’s girlfriend. You never made a move.”

“What about our little touches, or when we would tickle you and our hands ‘accidentally‘ brushed your gorgeous tits?” Clayton says.

“I just thought it was an accident. You always had such innocent looks on your faces,” she says, pouting.

“We took it slow with you, and that was my fault. Logan wanted to be more blatant, but I wanted you to make the first move. I regret that.”

“Why did you want me to make the first move?”

“I do not know. Perhaps to prove to us that you actually wanted us, and not just to please Dylan?”

“Oh, Clayton, you poor sweet man. I have masturbated to all three of you fucking me so many times. I have masturbated to you just fucking me, and to Logan just fucking me. After about the tenth time of Dylan letting me know you guys shared everything, that is when I got the feeling he wanted to share me with you. I was waiting for signs that you wanted me. When I thought that there might be something, you two acted like it was an oops with the touches. I just brushed them off. I am not a mind reader. And neither are you. So yeah, we all could have done better,” she says with a smile.

I give her a smile and then glance toward my brothers. So this is really happening. We have to put a name to it and make it official.

“So we’re all agreed at this point, right?” I ask. “We’re doing this as a team?”

She studies us and replies, “Then tell me exactly what this relationship looks like. I want everything clearly explained.”

“We commit to only each other,” I tell her. “We are your boyfriends, and you are our girlfriend. It’s the same kind of steady, devoted relationship anyone has–there just happen to be four people in it. If anything makes any of us uneasy, we say it out loud. Communication has to stay honest and open. We’ll do group dates, and we’ll also spend time one–on–one. And I want you living with us, or we can choose a place that works for every one of us.”

Her next question comes quickly. “So who am I sleeping with?”

“Right now, none of our beds can fit all of us together,” I admit. “So we either set up the living room with mattresses, or you rotate nights between us.”

Clayton nods as if he’s already thought it through. “I think three people can fit in my bed,” he says. “On the nights you work, she and Logan sleep with me. When you’re off and we’re all here, we can do the living–room setup. And when I’m gone for work, you two use my bed until we decide what the long–term plan is.”

I brighten immediately. “That’s honestly a solid plan.”

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“Then it’s decided,” Logan declares. “Let’s head into town and spend the day out–hang around, catch a movie, and grab dinner. Snow is supposed to come late tonight, and this could be our last chance to enjoy a night before we’re trapped in this cabin.”

I’m completely on board. We all get ready to go, and my chest feels airy and unburdened. This is what I’ve wanted for so long, and now it’s finally real.