I embraced all of them before we sat down on the couches to eat. We all sat in silence, and I knew they were waiting for me to begin. I picked at a slice of pizza on my plate, trying to gather my thoughts as best as I could.
It was now or never, and there was no real way to begin this conversation.
“You know you guys mean so much to me, right?” I asked.
They all stopped eating and put their plates down on their laps.
“You mean a lot to us, too,” Logan said.
I sighed and closed my eyes as I moved my plate to the floor.
“I know this hasn’t been easy for you guys,” I said. “I know I’ve been closed off and resistant to a lot of things. And that’s because I had a plan, right? I had this plan for my life, and Vegas totally derailed it. I was never sure that I’d ever get married. I was going to work for this magazine and save up until I was thirty, then that’s when I was going to start my fashion line. And there was no guarantee that I wanted to be a mother.”
They were all listening intently, and I felt like I was under a microscope.
“That was the plan. That was always the plan. And then I woke up in Vegas with an alcohol-soaked marriage license, an empty bed, a pounding headache, and a ring on my finger. And then four weeks later, I find out I’m pregnant. My entire timeline for my life, inched up a few years. Because of one night that I still couldn’t reconcile because I—I slept with four guys. Right? Four wonderful, incredible, strong guys that are so great in their own way.”
They all nodded, waiting for me to go on. “So now I’m pregnant, and now I’m married, and I don’t know to who, and I don’t know who the father is. And I find myself not giving a shit about any of that because the truth is, I’m in love with all of you.”
“What did you say?” Luke asked.
My eyes panned over to his, and I got up out of my seat. I went over and clasped his hands, then got down onto my knees.
“I love you, Luke,” I said. “I love the way you smile and the way you laugh. I love how quiet you are, and how caring you are in bed. And I love the way you look at me when you think I’m not watching. And I love that despite all of your softness, you stood up for me when I needed it.”
I scooted over to Logan and took his hands in mine.
“I love you, Logan. I love your dominant demeanor and your constant need to make things right. I love our flirty banter, and I love how you can’t keep your eyes off my body. I love how strong you are, and I always get lost in your eyes. And it’s wonderful.”
Then, I scooted on my knees toward Liam.
“I love you, Liam. I love the salt and pepper in your hair, it makes you look so distinguished. I love how strongly you feel about everything and how you’ve held everything together for so long. And I love how beautiful you always make me feel, no matter what.”
And then I scooted over to Levi, who seemed to be the most shocked of all.
“Levi, I love you. You are, without a shadow of a doubt, my kindred spirit. You get me. You understand me. You always have this way of knowing what I need, even when I don’t know I need it at the time. And your kisses? Fuck me. I love them. Like I love you. All of you.”
I panned my gaze around the room and saw the brothers rising from their seats. They stood over me as I clasped Levi’s hands, my eyes fluttering back to his. I watched him lean forward and capture my lips, my body melting into his as the guys ran their fingers through my hair.
“I love you too,” Logan said.
“I love you too,” Liam said.
“I love you too,” Luke said.
“I love you too,” Levi said.
Chapter 34
Sam
Logan pulled me up to my feet and crashed our lips together. I felt hands on my body, ridding me of my clothes as they ended up in piles on the floor. Luke grabbed my wrist and tugged me over to him, my body falling against his. I felt his bare chest against my hands and played with the divots of his muscles. Traced them with my fingertips as someone unhooked my bra. My lips slid over to Liam’s as my bra fell to the floor, then I felt someone inching my panties down with their teeth. I was naked in front of them. Listening as their clothes dropped to the carpet of my living room.
Then I fell to the couch and straddled Liam’s hips.
Our lips crashed together as my pussy began to grow wet. His cock teased me. My pussy folds captured it as I rose up over him. His hands roamed my back. My thighs. My waist. I felt beautiful. Loved. Desired within his grasp. His hands fisted my ass, and my hand dipped down. I couldn't wait a second longer to feel him inside of me. I needed him. Needed them.
All of them.