Page 59 of Hiding for the Holidays
Grant grabs a blanket from the back of the couch and throws it across all three of their laps, and she gets comfortable.
My chair swivels, so I turn it to face her.
“Rosalie, we think you should report what happened. Callum has a friend who’s a police detective, so we can reach out to him for help first.”
“He’s going to be angry.”
“You should be angry, sweetheart,” Grant tells her, grabbing her hand. “He took complete advantage of you. It wasn’t just unethical; it was illegal.”
“Do you always want to be looking over your shoulder? Using a fake name?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.
She shakes her head looking sheepish. “No. I’m just… scared.”
Grant wraps his arm around her shoulder and pulls her to his side as he rubs her arm. “You don’t have to run anymore, Rosalie. Not while we’re here.”
“You’ll help me?” she asks hopefully. “Can’t things like this take a long time? Like months or even years?”
“I don’t care if it takes a week, a month, or all year, you’re not facing this alone,” I tell her with determination.
“Really?”
“Looks like you’re stuck with us for Christmas,” Leo says with a grin.
“Thank you. I’m not sure what I would do without your help.”
“We’re happy to help you, shortcake.”
“Seriously though, the job and living here… it’s more than I had even imagined. If I weren’t in hiding, it would be a life I could imagine keeping.” She glances up at us, and a small blush tinges her cheeks, making me wonder what she’s thinking about.
That reminds me we have more to discuss.
“There’s something else.” She looks at me, unease returning to her gaze. “As long as we are figuring out this stuff with your ex, we want you with us.”
“I thought you already said that?” she asks in confusion. I press my lips together, realizing I don’t know how to word this properly. I look at Grant for help, he’s better with things like this.
“Sweetheart," he says, getting her attention. “All three of us care for you, and we want to keep you safe. We’re asking you toconsider being with all three of us until everything with Scott is settled.”
She frowns up at him in confusion, so Leo takes the reins. “We all want to date you, shortcake.”
“You—” she cuts herself off as her eyes widen, bouncing between all three of us. “What does that even mean? Isn’t that sort of weird?”
“We think as long as you keep your attention evenly divided among us, that it’s the best option. None of us are prepared to back away, especially while you’re in danger,” Grant tells her.
“So we’re… dating? Does that mean you might date other girls or I could date some other guy?”
“No!” All three of us say sternly at once.
“Do you want to date other guys?” I ask, wondering if she’s had her eyes on someone else.
“What? No! I just thought you guys were getting the short end of the stick. I get all three of you, but you have to share me.”
My mind flashes to an image of her in bed between us. Her sitting on Grant cock’s riding him, while I pound into her ass and Leo kisses her from the side. My dick springs to life and I adjust myself so she won’t notice.Fucking hell.Why was that image so hot?
Maybe sharing her wouldn’t be so bad after all.
“It'd be a pleasure to share you with them,” I tell her, letting a bit of the lust seep into my voice as I watch her squirm between the other two.
“Oh.”
