Page 37 of Brandishing Beginnings

I took my time in the bathroom, even going as far as to use their shower after I found it was clean enough. After living in the dorms full of women for four years, my standards were pretty low. Thankfully, my boys were relatively clean when it came to bathroom upkeep.

Smiling when I checked out the shampoo selection and finding shampooandconditioner—which had to be Nico’s—I managed to wash my curls and not worry about them going haywire. When I finished, and dressed again in the borrowed T-shirt, I used Nico’s hairbrush to part my curly hair and used my fingers to comb out the locks. I had to be careful with my curls, or they would rebel and drive me crazy all day.

Feeling better after the shower, I left the bathroom and went in search of my guys. I found them in the open concept kitchen, dining, and living room, sitting down at a small rickety table, eating breakfast. All three of them had yet to get dressed, still insweatpants and T-shirts. “Morning,” I murmured as I stepped into the small open living space.

Three sets of eyes turned to meet my own. I tried not to blush as three hungry stares devoured me. The T-shirt hung off my shoulder, and my wet hair cascaded down my back—I could only imagine how they saw me if their stares were anything to go by.

“Good morning, Darlin’,” Jason greeted with his low timbre that made me shiver.

“How’d you sleep?” Marcos asked, reaching a hand out to me.

I moved toward him slowly as Nico stood up. “You hungry?” Nico asked.

I nodded and smiled as I slid onto Marco’s lap. He wrapped a heavy arm around my waist, holding me to him as he ate his breakfast.

Nico set a plate of food down next to Marcos’s plate, pushing his plate over to make room, before Nico handed me a fork. On my plate was a full set up of biscuits and gravy with hashbrowns and bacon on the side.

I didn’t want things to be awkward this morning, and I wasn’t sure where I stood with them. Sure, last night when I’d been drunk, they had saidforever, but did they actually mean that in the morning? If this morning was anything to go by though, they had meant what they said. I was amazed by how easily they had just slotted me into their morning routine.

“How you feelin, Darlin’?” Jason asked.

I shrugged a shoulder as I chewed my food. “Alright. I’ve got a slight headache.”

Nico shot up again and headed for the counter. I heard the pill bottle rattle before I could look over. “Coffee, Milk, Water?” Nico asked.

“Coffee, please,” I murmured.

A moment later, two blue liquid-gels and a steaming mug of coffee were set down beside me. I beamed as I reached for the mug of black coffee. “Thank you.”

Nico grinned at me as he returned to his chair at the small table.

“So about last night,” Jason said.

I reached for the pills and raised an eyebrow at Jason. I tossed back the pills with a sip of the burning coffee, relishing in the taste of the strong, fresh brew.

He waited until I was done before he continued speaking. “We were serious about this being real for us.”

I slowly set down my coffee and nodded. “We going straight into it then?”

“Let her eat, first,” Marcos grumbled.

Jason shrugged. “You can eat and talk.” He smirked.

I rolled my eyes and took a bite of the biscuits and gravy and moaned low in my throat. “Oh my goooood.”

Nico chuckled, “Fucking hell, Little Dreamer.”

Marcos adjusted me on his lap as his cock kicked beneath me.

I giggled around another mouthful of food, not sorry in the slightest. “You were saying, Jason?” I smiled coyly over at him.

Jason’s gray eyes had gone stormy with desire, his eyelids hooded. He was looking at me like he wanted to throw me down on the tabletop and eat me instead. And I was OK with that. “What do you remember about last night?” He questioned me instead.

“All of it, until the truck. Did I pass out?”

Jason’s hooded gaze narrowed on me. “Yes, you passed out. Which had it been anyone else—”

“Had it been anyone else, it wouldn’t have happened. Save the lecture, Dad, before it’s not you either,” I snapped off, rolling my eyes before he could really get into it.

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