Shattered Girl (Emmy) novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93 

Bonu 

01:17 

I woke with a smile, still between Mike and Josh, Sitting up and noticing the other guys all still asleep made my heart happy. This relationship is working. After our crazy, loud sex, filled evening, the others came to bed like normal, with no jealousy or arguing, knowing we all would make time for each other. Climbing out from between Josh and Mike, I winced when I stood. Shit, I was sore, my pussy felt like it had its heartbeat after the pounding I took last night, it was so worth it, and I would so do it again, I thought to myself as I went in search of some painkillers. 

After taking a couple of painkillers, I took a quick shower and quietly got some clothes to change into. Everyone else was still asleep, so I headed downstairs, started the coffee, and stared at the machine, hoping that watching it would make the coffee brew faster. I think today would be a good day to stay home and relax, Not that this whole vacation hadn’t been relaxing, but I knew when we flew back to the city the day after tomorrow, life would return to normal, and I wouldn’t be able to have all my guys with me as I did right now. So, staying home with movies, popcorn, and games was great. I knew I wouldn’t get any arguments from the others. 

The coffee machine let out one last gurgle, alerting me that caffeine was within my reach. I quickly made a cup of coffee, wandered outside, sat in one of the chairs facing the lake, and enjoyed the quiet morning. The sun had been up for a while, but the birds were still chirping away. The smell of my coffee mixed with the fresh pine scent of the forest made me wish the rest of the world would just fall away, leaving us in peace to live our lives together away from the craziness of the city. Maybe someday, when we were all done with school, Mike and Drew would be out of the military for good, and Patrick had succeeded in turning his business completely legal, we could find a home like this, peaceful, secluded, and just us. 

I had never considered myself antisocial or wanted to live off–grid. Hell, I had never pictured myself leaving the city. It was getting away from my hellish life with my father, yes, finding a job that could support me, yes. Until the guys bought me out here, I had never seen myself doing anything but survive. Now, I could see a different path, where we were all a family, finding a place to live that would make us all happy, family holidays spent together or with Patrick’s family. Someday, children will fill the house with laughter and noise. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t hear the sliding door open or Drew walking out to join me in my peaceful morning solitude. 

I was startled out of my thoughts when Drew shifted in his chair, causing it to squeak against the stone pavers. I looked in his direction, sighing in relief when it was Drew 

“Hi, I didn’t hear you come outside. Sorry, I didn’t mean to ignore 

“It’s all r 

you.” I blushed. 

I right, sweet girl; I was enjoying the peaceful morning, too. What were you thinking about so hard?? 

I blushed harder but admitted to him where my mind had been wandering. 

“I like the sound of that. After the last few years, a nice, quiet life outside the city sounds perfect,” Drew admitted, “Plus, I know we all would want to have children with you someday.” 

I reach across to Drew and link our fingers together. He squeezes my hand, and we sit in contented silence, watching the forest wake up around us. Once I was done with my coffee, Drew tugged at my hand, and I went to him, cuddling into his lap. I was still cuddled in Drew’s lap when Jake came to tell us breakfast was ready. 

I told the guys about my stay–at–home movie day during breakfast, and they all quickly agreed. Once breakfast was cleaned up, we all gathered in the living room, and the guys immediately began debating what movie we should watch first. After listening to the guys debate for several minutes without getting anywhere, an idea crossed my mind, and I got up and went to the kitchen, dug through a junk drawer, and pulled out a pad of paper and a pencil. Returning to the living room, I began writing down the movies being discussed. 

“Love, what are you doing? Patrick asked, spotting me writing.