HOT 4: A STANDALONE FIREFIGHTER REVERSE HAREM ROMANCE (MULTIPLE LOVE Book 2) by Stephanie Brother

HOT 4: A STANDALONE FIREFIGHTER REVERSE HAREM ROMANCE (MULTIPLE LOVE Book 2) by Stephanie Brother

Author:Stephanie Brother [Brother, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2021-05-17T16:00:00+00:00


19

I can't believe I'm actually doing this. My hallway is almost impassable from the stacked-up boxes and suitcases. I've separated my front door keys from my car keys, and they rest awkwardly in my hand. The planning for this day has been a whirlwind, which started with me handing in my resignation at work. My boss was totally stunned that I'd be prepared to give up the job with nothing else secure to go to. It's as though she thought I should be grateful for it. She'll see in the days to come just how grateful she should have been to have me working for her. If things fell apart when I went on vacation for a week, I can't imagine what will happen now they've failed to find a replacement for me, and there's no opportunity for an in-person handover.

In ten minutes, when I've surrendered the keys to the agent, I'm going to be on my way to a new life, and I'm not planning on looking back.

Holden returns from his car, his face flushed from all the heavy lifting. In his gray sweats and tight-fitting shirt, he looks good enough to make my mouth water. If we weren't on a schedule, and the bed still had sheets on it, I'd show him other ways to get hot and flushed. My pussy squeezes hungrily between my legs. "How does one person have so much stuff?" he asks. I guess he’s wishing his brother’s could have joined him to help me move but no such luck!

I put my hands on my hips, cocking my head theatrically. "Less moaning, more moving. That's if you still want me to set up permanent camp in your bed."

"I think you should forget about getting a job. We can tie you to the headboard, so you're always available." He's lifting another box, biceps bulging deliciously, when the agent appears behind, clearing his throat. I snigger, my face flushing with embarrassment. That was a little bit too much information for the fifty-year-old balding man to take. "Connie," he says, looking Holden up and down.

"Hey, Cormack. We're nearly ready. I have the keys. Do you want to start checking the inventory?"

"Sure," he says. As he walks past, Holden gives me a salacious wink. He really is terrible. And by terrible, I mean amazingly horny and perfect.

I spend the next twenty minutes pointing out how clean the apartment is and trying to steer Cormack away from the odd scuff on the paintwork. In the end, he signs off that my deposit can be returned, and I am so relieved. It's a sizable sum, and I will need it to tide me over until I secure a new job. These amazing Banbury men might be happy with me crashing at their home, but I won't feel comfortable if I can't contribute at least something to pay my way.

Wheeling out the last suitcase, I turn to take one last look at my little apartment. I've had some good times here.



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