Page 88 of My Brother's Best Friends

“Honestly, I hoped he’d eventually get bored—that another intern would come along or he’d leave me alone once he saw I wouldn’t cave.”

She laughs. “Honey, the man is well known for being a relentless skirt-chaser outside the company. I’ve heard rumors inside the company before, too, but none of the accusations stuck. I’m just… I’m sorry you had to deal with all of that.”

“One day I was in his office, and he was just staring at me. I got up to make him some coffee, and I saw that he had a hard-on,” I confess, feeling all the disgust of that day as if it was happening all over again. “I knew I had to get out, so I just stopped by HR to return my keycard and I left.”

“Did you tell them what he was doing?” Janet asks. “That’s harassment, plain and simple. He would’ve gotten fired, and you wouldn’t have had to leave your job.”

“Are you kidding?” I scoff. “They’ll never fire him. He’s the uncle of one of the board members, and no one would ever believe me without proof. He’d just deny everything.”

“I don’t know, Mac… It’s clearly a pattern,” Janet cuts me off. “What he did was wrong, and you shouldn’t have to suffer for it.”

I roll my eyes as the bartender slides our drinks across the bar. Behind us, a colorful jukebox automatically flips from one song to another, following a preset playlist of weekend favorites from the past couple of decades.

“Excellent—just what the doctor ordered,” I mutter, taking a long sip and licking the salt from the rim.

“How was Sweden?” Janet asks, her lips pressed to the rim of her glass as she studies me.

“So… I need a favor.”

“Terrible way to deflect. But I’ll play along. What’s the favor?” Janet wonders, her eyes sparkling with interest.

“On second thought, I do have to catch you up,” I concede. “I just don’t know where to start.”

“The beginning is always an option. But let’s go somewhere slightly quieter.”

Janet takes the other glass and we move toward the back of the room to find a place to sit. The venue is quite large, with a dance floor and a stage for performances. There are also plenty of booths lining the walls and a few scattered tables where people can congregate to eat and drink.

I snag a booth in the far corner, where the music isn’t quite so loud. Janet sits down opposite me and I begin to fill her in on my Sweden escapade.

“Do you remember the boys I told you about when I was growing up? Bryan’s three best friends who are identical triplets?” I begin.

“Of course,” Janet responds. “You had quite the crush on all three of them, if I recall. You crazy gal…”

“Yeah, well, they were there,” I explain. “Actually, the four of us shared a suite together, and one thing led to another…”

“One thing led to another?”

I stare at her while she fights a laugh. “Yes,” I reply.

“Is that what the kids are calling it these days?” Janet doubles over, eyes wide with awe and shock. “By the stars, Mac… I knewyou had a bit of a wild side to you, but I never thought you’d put any of that theory into practice.”

“I didn’t think I was capable, either, but Janet, I swear. The Anderson triplets, they have a way about them. I just couldn’t refuse. I didn’t want to refuse. Hell, I wanted the whole thing, from top to bottom and everything in-between. It was like a dream come true.” I pause to take a deep breath, then let it roll out of me like a shuddering sigh.

“All three, huh?”

“Not at once, not right away,” I say with a blush, my cheeks burning as I remember those sizzling moments. “We had the brakes on for a while. A short while.”

“How long did those brakes last?”

I give her a hard look. “You can guess.”

“Less than 24 hours?” she asks, and I nod once, which causes Janet to laugh again. “Now, that’s what I call unstoppable chemistry.”

“Yes, but with three guys? At once? It doesn’t strike you as, I don’t know, maybe clinically insane?”

“Not when there’s that kind of chemistry,” Janet replies with a shrug. “What can I say, Mac? I probably wouldn’t indulge, but if they did, if you did, it’s your business. Who the hell am I to judge? Did you like it?”

I can’t help but giggle with delight. “Oh, I loved every second of it…”

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