Chapter 10
CHAPTER TEN
QUINN
I slowly roll onto my side, feeling the bed shift before the covers are pulled back up over my shoulder. My eyelids lift and I instantly squint against the harsh light that shines through the windows behind me. It takes a moment for my brain to register where I am and what the hell happened last night.
“Good morning, Doc,” Hayes’s sleepy voice fills my ears. It’s gravelly and sends a shiver down my spine. Something about the way he sounds in the morning makes my body instantly feel warm.
“Good morning,” I say, my voice thick with sleep. I blink a few times, my eyes adjusting to the light as I see him standing off to the side. Chase lingers behind him in the doorway. His gaze meets mine and he winks before disappearing from the bedroom.
Hayes stares at me for a moment. “You like a lot of cream with your coffee, if I remember correctly.”
“I do.”
“How do you like your eggs?”
My eyebrows momentarily tug together. “However you’d like to make them, I suppose.”
Hayes lets out a soft chuckle. “Chase is the one who cooks here, not me. He’ll make them however you’d like.”
“Tell him to surprise me then,” I tell him with a smile as I slowly start to move into a sitting position.
“Don’t get up,” Hayes quickly says, causing me to stop halfway. “Let us bring you breakfast in bed. Let us take care of you, Quinn.”
“You already did last night,” I retort, a smirk pulling across my lips. “More than once…”
He clicks his tongue. “That doesn’t count. Today is a new day.” Hayes waits until I get settled back under the covers before he comes over and presses his lips against my forehead. “We’ll be back with your breakfast then.”
“Okay.” The word gets stuck in my throat and comes out as a whisper. I watch him leave the room, feeling emotion washing over me. It’s unexpected and I’m thankful that Hayes and Chase are both out of the room.
Rolling over onto my other side, I turn my back to the door as I settle against the pillows and stare out at the snow-covered hills in the distance. In the past few days, they have made me feel things I’ve never felt before. They have been so attentive and so caring with me.
Every experience with them has been enjoyable. It’s been better than anything I’ve experienced with anyone else. The sex has been absolutely mind-blowing and amazing, but it’s been so much more than that.
Luke never really seemed to care about my feelings. He never made sure I was good and was always concerned with his own pleasure whenever we had sex. It wasn’t often, but as long as he came, that was all that mattered. Chase and Hayes were so concerned with making sure I had an orgasm, and that it was a quality orgasm.
They didn’t fall short when delivering on the quality at all.
Neither of them made me feel like I had to stay, but they both made it clear they weren’t ready for me to leave yet. And if I’m being honest, I didn’t want to go either.
There’s a comfortableness to being around them. I’ve never felt more at ease. It’s so difficult to explain, but it just feels right. It just feels safe and like I’m where I’m supposed to be. I’ve known Hayes long enough that it’s not weird and I think that’s why it just feels like this is how it’s supposed to be with Chase.
When I ran into them on Christmas, I wasn’t sure where things would go between us. By the time we ended up leaving the bar, I had a very good idea. And then after we got back here and things started to get heated, it was clear the three of us were going to end up sleeping together.
I didn't mean to fall asleep here that night; I didn’t mean to stay last night. It was supposed to be a quick hookup, something to make me feel better after Luke shoved that dagger through my ego.
Yet, here I am, lying in Chase’s bed while he and Hayes fix breakfast to serve me in bed.
What the hell am I doing?
This wasn’t supposed to go any further than Christmas night. I shouldn’t be questioning what happens next, but I am. I test-drove both cars and my god, I want to be able to drive both of them whenever I want to now.
I let my eyelids fall shut as I push the thoughts from my mind. I can’t be worrying about what happens next when I haven’t even talked to either of them. My thoughts are so clouded by both men and I’m certainly not supposed to be feeling anything toward either of them. I think I’m just delusional from the lack of sleep.
Hayes and Chase have kept me thoroughly satiated and equally exhausted. There are zero complaints from me on that front.
“Are you ready to eat?” Chase calls from the hallway before they walk into the room.
“I am,” Hayes replies, though there’s something lingering in his tone. As I roll over and sit up in the bed, the fire burning in his eyes tells me he’s not ready to eat food.
He’s looking like he’s ready to eat me.
Chase carries the tray over to me and Hayes follows behind him with a cup of coffee and a glass of orange juice. He sets it down in my lap, while Hayes sets both drinks on the nightstand next to the bed.
“This looks and smells amazing,” I tell Chase as I resist the urge to moan at the scent. My body feels famished, even though they’ve been making sure I’ve been eating well the entire time I’ve been at their place.
Hayes drops down onto the edge of the bed, carefully watching me as Chase comes over and flops down next to me on the mattress. I look back and forth at them, making a mental note that they didn’t bring any food in for themselves.
“Where are your plates?”
“I’m not a big breakfast eater,” Chase admits with a simple shrug before he tucks his arms under the pillow beneath his head.
“I’ll eat after you’re done,” Hayes replies with a hoarseness in his tone.
Again, I’m not so sure he’s talking about food.
Part of me wants to argue with them, but that rationale goes out the window as soon as I take a bite of the delicious eggs. This time, I let myself moan in approval. It tastes so good, I waste no time diving into the rest of the food they laid out on the tray for me.
“I think I could do this forever,” I tell them, not fully processing the words before they tumble from my lips. A blush creeps up my neck and spreads across my cheeks from embarrassment.
I shouldn’t have said the words, although it’s not a lie. They’ve been pampering me and treating me like a queen. Food and orgasms will keep me happy forever.
“You know,” Hayes starts as he lowers the top half of his body onto the bed, propping his head on his hand. “We were talking about where this might end up going.”
I swallow a mouthful of food and reach for the coffee to take a sip. “What do you mean?”
“We were supposed to be your rebound,” Chase says, his voice soft as he sits up on the bed. “So, is this where this ends?”
They beat me to it.
I wasn’t planning on bringing any of this up today, but I’m glad they did. I’m not a fan of the unknown, so this helps to wash away any anxiety. It leaves all questions answered.
“I don’t want it to be,” I tell them with honesty. “These past few days have been absolutely amazing. It’s made me realize a lot about what I want. It’s shown me how low I had the bar before the two of you.” I pause, letting out a breath. “I don’t think this is a rebound, and I don’t care to explore what else is out there.”
“But you want to explore whatever this is with us?”
There’s no hesitation from me.
I want this.
I want them.
“Yes.”
“Good.” Hayes smiles as he moves off the bed and inches closer to me. He grabs the tray, pulling it away from me before setting it on the dresser. “How do you feel about exploring right now?”
Chase starts to move closer to me on the bed as I reach for the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
“She is, isn’t she?” Hayes asks him as he walks over to me and Chase. “So beautiful and all ours, aren’t you, Doc?”
“Yes,” I breathe as he lowers himself down to me, just as Chase slips his arm around my waist to move me between them. “I’m both of yours.”