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“Don’t overthink why the others aren’t here right now,” he whispered and glanced at Remo and Rylan, looking like he was embarrassed or maybe uncertain to tell her this.

She held another fork full of eggs for him to bite off the fork. “We don’t bring women here. Ever,” he stated and he opened his mouth and took another forkful of eggs to his lips. His fingers stroked her skin.

She wanted to ask why, but wondered if she should. She learned from the way they made love to her last night, and from the small conversations that these men were dominant and insisted on being in control. She had been taking care of herself, answering to herself and no one else for years now. Would she be able to give them the control they would surely insist upon? She had seen Gianna’s, Pina’s, and Venetia’s men in action with them. Her friends were all quick to respect and accept their men’s dominance and control. Rose felt like resisting to test the water, but she also wanted to know why they never brought women to their home. Maybe they had some hotel room they used instead, but last night’s circumstances and the power of their desires made them screw up and bring her here in desperation and a need to have sex with her. Maybe it was another reason why the others still hadn’t come around to see her. It was insulting and hurtful and she reacted.

“Why not?” she asked and Rome’s fingers stopped stroking her a moment. She looked at his wide shoulders, the big muscles, the hard, yet gentle fingers that aroused all her senses and she knew she really didn’t care to know. She just wanted to be reassured that last night wasn’t some one night stand, a temporary case of sexual insanity that she would either regret on her list of stupid fucking things she did in her life or on the list of life-altering moments that would stand out amongst all other events in her life. Considering how many times they made her orgasm and scream out their names for more, she was leaning toward it being the most amazing experience of her life.

“It’s our home, our sanctuary from all the danger, the business, and bullshit,” Rome said in a serious tone.

“Then why did they bring me here?” she asked.

“I think they’re asking themselves that question and coming up with the same answers and they aren’t ready to face it,” Rylan said, joining them.

“What do you mean? Like they’re regretting it? Like it was a one-time thing to get me out of their system or something?” she asked and her voice cracked with emotion. Rylan narrowed his eyes at her and shook his head. Rome squeezed her inner thigh and gently caressed the skin.

“That you’re special. That last night was incredible and each of us has a different way of showing emotions, reactions to things, events, and people in our lives. So don’t go overthinking shit. We’re not a bunch of sappy men that are going to spill our guts out to you. We don’t ever have women here and we have rules that you’re going to have to learn to accept. One being to not ask so many questions,” Rome said in that tone of his that she thought was bossy and snappy but it seemed to be his personality. The man was bad ass and then some. Why she thought he must be pretty damn capable and well trained to have avoided getting killed, she didn’t know, but it made her like him even more.

“Well, they don’t have to worry about me being clingy or thinking that I want things from you,” she said and continued to feed Rome.

“Want things from us? You mean use us for our money?” Remo asked her.

“Well yeah, I’m sure women have tried that with you guys thousands of times and you’re sick of that. I don’t want anything from you. Well, not anything material. I just hope you’ll be respectful after what we shared last night.”

“Respectful?” Rome asked and she gave him the last piece of bacon and stood up. She walked the dish to the sink.

“You know, not talk about me behind my back or tell people you slept with me.”

“Whoa. Slow down and stop washing the dishes,” Remo told her and grabbed her hands, dried them off then brought her back over to Rome’s chair. “Sit,” he said and she did. Rome placed his hand on her thigh again.


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