Savage Mates novel Chapter 90

Chapter Ninety: Leaving the bedroom 

Jason and I finished getting dressed. I knew that I looked like a hot mess. I was wearing a concert t shirt and sweatpants that were too tight and my heels from last night.

Brushing my fingers through my hair, I tried to get it under control but it was a mess and I looked like I had spent the night fucking and being fucked. My headache was trying to build into a migraine and I hoped that brunch with Charity would make it better.

Hopefully, some coffee and breakfast would fix me up.

Jason finished buttoning up the black shirt that he had put on. He looked good with the slim cut of his dark gray slacks. He was tall and lean, but they made his legs look longer. He had pulled on his boots and brushed his hair back away from his face. The blonde strands fell softly across his forehead.

| picked my purse up off the dresser, slinging it over my shoulder as Jason moved over to the small tray on his nightstand. He picked up his watch and put it on, not looking away from Travis.

Travis was stripping the sheets off of the bed, a frown on his handsome face as he moved about the bed, pulling the corners out from beneath the mattress. A pair of maroon basketball shorts hung low on his hips. The sunlight painted his skin, making it almost glow and bringing out all of the tattoos on his body.

There was something so domestic about him right now, and it made me wonder what things would have been like if they were human. If we had all met and taken our time to get to know each other.

Would we have had mornings like this? Would we have ended up together at all?

It was best not to think like that. From what they had told me last night, none of us really had a choice in the matter. They had explained that much to me, but it still felt so strange to know that I was practically married to these three men.

“I’ve got fresh sheets in the closet, but I still want those washed and ready for the next time they need to be changed.” Jason said, unplugging his cellphone and tucking it into his pocket.

“I got it, Jason. I still think it’s bullshit that I can’t go with you guys.” Travis grumbled, balling the sheets up and gathering them in his arms.

“You were the one who messed them up this morning,” Jason smirked, resting a hand on Travis’ shoul der. “We’ll have to work on your stamina so you don’t disappoint our mate again.”

“I am never going to hear the end of that, am I?”

“Not anytime soon.” Ryan chuckled as he came out of the bathroom. Straightening his shirt. He moved closer to me, his fingers brushed against mine and I felt those sparks move over my skin.

Would their touch always make me feel like this?

All tingly and alive, I hoped it would. Yes, we still had things to work out and there was so much we needed to discuss but I felt better than I had this morning when I woke up. But they were treating me the same as they had been last night.

Those touches and glances hadn’t ended with sleeping together or with Ryan claiming Travis.

Ryan took my hand into his. Lifting it up, he pressed a kiss against my palm. “You ready to go, baby girl?”

“Yeah,” I sighed, “I think if we don’t leave soon, Charity will try to track me down.”