God, these men know how to silence all the worries in my mind. Not fair.
Three. Fucking. Years.
I have lived in fear this whole time. I can’t let Anthony continue to control my life. Even though I ran away, he’s still been this invisible presence, dictating my every move.
No more.
It’s Anthony’s turn to hide.
CHAPTER 21
SPENCER
Last night, after my meltdown, my three men became extra attentive. Asher fixed me up a late-night snack while Rio and Zane worked swiftly to finish building the bed frame. We all climbed into bed and fell asleep to some cooking competition show Asher turned on.
Rio attached himself to my back like a koala with Zane on the other side of him. I ended up sleeping half on top of Asher and leaving behind a small drool spot on his chest. Not that he needed another embarrassing moment in his arsenal to use against me. Listening to me pee is horrifying enough to last many lifetimes.
When my alarm goes off in the morning, I reach my hand out to turn it off, but the noise persists.
“Stop smacking me in the face. I’ll make it stop,” Asher grumbles.
Oops.
A rush of cold air across my bare legs sends a shock to my consciousness.
“What the fuck?” I crack an eye open and am met with a smiling Rio.
“Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty!”
“Are you crazy? It’s six a.m.” Rolling over to use Asher’s body heat to warm me up, I find his spot vacant. I open my eyes and find Zane and Asher changing into . . . workout clothes?
A naked Asher peeks back at me and winks. “You can stare all you want, Princess. But a picture will last longer.”
My mouth drops open. “I wasn’t—I mean—What’s going on?”
Rio stands and pulls me up with him. “We’re going to the gym. Duh.”
Squealing, I jump and wrap my legs around his waist. Thankfully, he catches me as both of his hands cup my ass. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” I pepper his face with kisses.
“If I knew this would be your reaction, I would have made this happen sooner.”
Zane appears behind Rio. “Share the love, Angel. Where are my kisses?”
Rio gives my ass one more squeeze before handing me over to Zane. I give him the same treatment while Asher stands off to the side, pretending to ignore the scene in front of him and checking his watch.
“We should probably get going,” he suggests.
Zane sets me down on my feet, and I walk right up to him. I fist his shirt at the center of his chest and pull until he leans down. The kiss I plant on his lips is slow and passionate. He follows my lead for the first time and moves his lips with mine.
We break the kiss at the same time and rest our heads together.
“Thank you,” I whisper reverently.
His voice is gruff. “You only need to ask, and I’ll give you the world, Princess.”
As we takeoff down the street, I relish the movement of my limbs and the way my body warms. Rio keeps pace on my left, and Zane and Asher stick right behind us.
The morning is cool, and the sun is beginning to paint the sky in beautiful shades of pink, yellow, and orange. It’s the perfect morning.