“You know we always do,” he says. “We’ll meet you there right after the show.”
47
Dante
“C’mon in.” Lorraine greets me with a brief but delicious kiss as she ushers me and the others into her house. “You sure got here quickly. Did you stay for the photo line?”
“We had to,” Leo says. “We got a lot of questions about you, too. People could tell you weren’t just a random woman from the audience when you were on stage.”
“You won’t get in trouble, will you?”
“Nah, we shouldn’t,” Leo tells her, “and if we do, it was worth it.”
“We probably won’t work there much longer anyway,” I say, taking her hand as she starts into the living room and pulling her into my arms.
Lorraine’s brows lift as she smiles in response to my embrace. “No?”
“Turns out your gossipy neighbor has been good for business. Most of our new customers are right around here in a one-mile radius.”
“Bunch of horny old women like me,” she says, wrapping her arms around my chest and pressing her cheek against my shirt.
“You’re not old, but I’m very glad to hear that you’re horny.”
She tips her head back to look up at me, and I press my lips to hers again. I can never get enough. I will never get enough.
“What’s all this?” Leo calls out from across the room.
When I look in his direction, I find him by the dining table, which is filled with bowls and platters. I loosen my hold on Lorraine as she leans away to say, “I thought you might all be hungry. You must burn a lot of calories on stage.”
“Not as many as we’re planning to burn here tonight,” I tell her, grabbing one more kiss before walking with her to the dining room.
It looks like Super Bowl Sunday on her table. There are pretzels, chips, dips, wings, pizza bites, a vegetable tray, and more, along with drinks.
“You all do nice things for me all the time, and I rarely get a chance to treat you,” she says. “This isn’t much, but I thought you might like it.”
I am actually really hungry, though food hadn’t been my priority, especially after seeing Lorraine at the club tonight.
“This is amazing,” Leo says, grabbing a wing.
“You do spoil us,” Darian says before leaning in to give her a kiss, “more than you realize.”
And it’s true. We’ve been staying over at Lorraine’s house more often than not, and she’s cooked for us several times and stocked her refrigerator with our favorite things. She’s very thoughtful and makes us feel at home here, though my favorite thing is when she meets us at the door in lingerie, or wearing nothing at all.
The four of us dig into the food like we’ve never eaten before, and it’s not long until a couple of the platters are nearly empty. Lorraine nibbles on a few things, but mostly she watches us and asks about our night while giving us her impressions of the show.
When we’ve had our fill and are relaxing in the living room while our food digests, she comes up behind Leo and Darian, who are on the couch, and starts to rub their shoulders, one hand on each of them. Finding tight muscles on both of them, she puts her full focus on Darian first, and then Leo, working to loosen their stiff shoulders.
When she’s satisfied with her progress, she moves on to Troy, who’s in the chair across from me, and eventually, it’s my turn.
“I wish I had more than two hands,” she says. “Remember when I said I wouldn’t be able to satisfy you all? I hate that you had to wait, Dante.”
“Don’t even joke about that.” I reach around and pull her onto my lap, cradling her in my arms and gazing into her eyes, making sure she sees the truth in what I’m telling her. “Don’t ever doubt that you satisfy us completely.” I press my lips to hers, wanting her to feel it in my kiss, and suddenly, I’m overwhelmed with a feeling that I can’t hold back any longer.
Maybe I should have talked to the other guys before saying anything, but I’m confident they feel the same way. I slide my hands through her hair and make her look into my eyes again. “In fact, I’m in love with you, Lorraine. I love you.”
As soon as the words leave my mouth, I’m afraid that I’ve spoken too soon. I can hear my brother in my head, telling me I’m coming on too strong, and that Lorraine needs time.
But she’s looking back at me with an expression that immediately soothes my worries. Her beautiful green eyes are full of wonder, and they’re reflecting what’s in my heart. “I love you too, Dante.”
As we share the best kiss ever that’s filled with everything we’re both feeling, I’m vaguely aware that the others have moved in to surround us. When I part from her, Leo turns her toward him.