Three Hard-to-Handle Aristocrats and a Bossy Girl (Three Guys and a Girl Book 11) by Chloe Kent

Author:Chloe Kent [Kent , Chloe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Blakely thought she could outrun them. As soon as the last guest left, she snuck away without saying goodbye to Andrew, who had taken his sons into this study for a late-night drink.

Maybe they would end up drinking five bottles of whiskey together and then be too inebriated to remember their proposition and her agreement to it.

Once she was safely inside her apartment, with the doors bolted, she started to pace the floor in her living room.

They weren’t supposed to touch her. She wasn’t supposed to know what it felt like, and she certainly wasn’t supposed to want more of it.

What should have happened was that they ignored her during the party, then arrived a few hours later after the party at her apartment to get some. She was meant to tell them the thing, and they, being the hot-blooded males they were, were supposed to thank her for her time and leave on the next flight out for London.

End of association.

But they had touched her. Simon had taken her panties, and she knew without a doubt that he had shared them with Henry and Asher because there were times when she caught them looking at her with one hand in their pockets. She had made multiple trips to the bathroom to wipe away her copious wetness, only to find herself soaked again.

But as the hour ticked by, she started to wonder if perhaps they weren’t going to come. And she had no idea how she felt.

Relieved?

Happy?

Disappointed?

Sad?

She decided on all of the above.

She stripped off her dress, stepped into the shower, and after scrubbing at her skin until it gleamed, she put on a cool nightshirt and went to bed.

They’d clearly had a change of heart. Which was fine. It suited her better.

Blakely had closed her eyes for no more than a few minutes before she was startled awake.

At first, she thought she was dreaming because surely things like this would only happen in a dream, but seated around her bedroom while she slept were none other than three English lords.

She sprang up from the bed and had to pinch herself to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. She wasn’t.

“How did you get in?” she asked, still rattled, as she reached for her cotton robe and wrapped herself in it. “In America, we call this breaking and entering.”

“In the UK, we call this going after the woman we want.”

“In universal psychiatric terms, this will be called psychotic behavior,” she countered.

“Then call us psychos if it makes you feel better, Princess,” Asher said, giving that sexy slow smile as he stretched out his legs on her favorite chair in her bedroom. He dripped sex, and she didn’t even have to be experienced enough to know what that meant.

She folded her arms over her chest and let her gaze slide over all three of them again.

Her bedroom was never going to be the same. Ever. They had branded everything she owned with their touch, and now they owned everything too.

“Okay, so I guess you’re here in respect of the proposition you made to me in London?”

“We are.

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