Page 16 of Heatwaves

He’s gone before I can even thank him, leaving me blinking at all of them. I don’t even think my parents have ever taken care of mein this way—at least not that I can remember. I definitely don’t hate it.

“You okay, kitten?” Aidan leans over and squeezes my hand.

I shake my head, lifting my coffee to my lips and taking a long sip. It’s perfect.

This is perfect.

And it’s that thought that almost sends me spiraling. The only thing that keeps me from doing so is Carter and Ty sitting down and turning to me.

Carter glances between me and my plate. “Are you not hungry?”

My stomach chooses that moment to growl again, pulling me from my thoughts as the guys laugh together. I duck my head as I set my coffee on the table, feeling my face flush. I avoid their stares and dive into my food, moaning around my fork on the first bite.

So freaking good.

It’s another moment before the four of them start to eat, but I don’t look up to see why they’ve paused. I’d rather keep my bright red face from their gazes as much as possible. So I choose to continue shoveling food into my mouth until I can’t eat anymore.

Settling back into my seat, I glance around to find that the four of them are already done, causing me to frown. “Did you even chew?”

“Of course we chewed.” Oliver rolls his eyes. “We just didn’t feel the need to moan and groan around every bite of food.”

I feel myself begin to flush again but refuse to drop my eyes this time.

“It was really good.”

“Oh, we could tell.” Ty lifts an eyebrow as he stands, letting me see just how hard he is.

I wiggle in my seat, heat rushing through me but also causing me to wince. I’m really sore. There won’t be any sex for me today—no matter how much I’d love to fall back into bed with all four of them.

They laugh at my expense, and I know that all of my thoughts are written all over my face. My eyes roll up to look at the ceiling as I attempt to bring myself under control. These four men just might be the death of me—whether that be from all the sex or embarrassment is still to be seen.

A glance at the clock tells me it’s already late afternoon, and I can’t believe that we slept so late. “What dayis it?”

“Your heat lasted for five days,” Carter tells me as he stands up and begins to clear the table. “So you still have a few days before you have to return to work.”

Five days? No wonder my body feels like it’s been used and abused—it has. For five freaking days. Technically six, seeing as we started a day early. But I made it through my first heat, and while I am both tired and sore, I still felt amazing.

“We should probably get going—let you have some time to recover and check in with our families,” Aidan says reluctantly as the others finish clearing the table.

“Of course.” I smile brightly. “I’m sure you all have things to catch up on, just like I do. Since you cooked, I’ll take care of the dishes.”

Ty presses a kiss to the top of my head. “Trust me, we wouldn’t leave if we didn’t have to. I’d much rather spend my day with you.”

Grinning, I lean my head back so he can press a quick kiss to my lips. “I’d much rather spend my day with you all as well, but life can only pause for just so long.”

“Unfortunately,” Carter sighs. “Walk usout?”

“Of course.”

I follow them to the entryway before they all turn to face me, and I can tell none of them want to leave. My stomach flutters at the thought. I don’t want them to leave either, and I’m glad it isn’t one-sided. I feel drawn to them on a soul level, something deeper than just the amazing sex that we’d spent days having. I actually like them—all of them—and I hope that this won’t be the end.

Oliver is the first one to step up to me, brushing his lips against mine before pressing our foreheads together. “Thanks for having us. It was fun.”

“It was.” My smile is genuine as he steps away, allowing Aidan to take his place. They each take a turn saying goodbye, kissing me until my head is spinning, and then they’re leaving.

My hand grasps at my chest, wishing they weren’t leaving—wishing I could beg them to stay, but I fight against that feeling. It’s not like it’ll be the last time I’ll see them.

Carter pauses in the doorway, his hand on the doorknob. “Expect a million messages in the group chat today. I’m already missing you, and you’re still standing right in front of me.”

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