Chapter 25
Chapter Twenty-Five
Dara
Harlan is the first one through the door. “What the hell happened? Someone better start talking,” he demands, looking between Jolie and me then to the couch.
We don’t say a word. I mentally tell Jolie to shut her mouth and keep Harlan sweating for a little while longer.
Jolie can’t take it anymore and breaks our silence. “Dara was a superstar. She smashed it today.”
“By the looks of that couch, she sure as fuck smashed it,” Oliver pipes up.
I laugh. The guys nod in agreement. All except for Harlan, who shakes his head in return. Seriously, he needs to take a chill pill and chill the hell out. He’s way too serious about everything. I’m determined to help him relax more—add it to my list of missions in life.
I shake my head, looking straight at him to relay that I think he is being ridiculous.
“Well, it looks like I got my powers back.”
Blair pushes past the guys and comes over to me. He embraces me in a tight hug and whispers in my ear, “I am so proud of you, Princess. You have no idea.” Luckily Blair can’t see my face as it’s bright red.
I am so blessed to have Blair in my life. He’s just the sweetest—always makes me feel like I am worth something.
Oliver appears next. He gives me a head knuckle, messing up my hair. “Good job, knucklehead. I can’t wait to see you fuck some shit up. That would be totally hot,” he mutters.
This has me blushing even more. God, Oliver, tone it down please. He knows what buttons to press to leave me all hot and bothered. I shake my head, trying to rid it of these thoughts. I can’t be having these thoughts about Oliver and Blair right now, there’s so much at stake and I can’t afford the distraction.
I catch Declan staring at me. He smiles and winks at me. That has my belly doing backflips. To get that validation from Declan means the world to me. He is starting to open up. Every day I get to know him more and more, and I am loving it.
I can’t stop staring at them all, admiring them together.
After who knows how long, Jolie grabs my arm and pulls me away. “Come on. You must be exhausted after today’s training. Let’s get some dinner.” Jolie drags me up the stairs as I continue looking toward the guys until they are out of view.
“I can walk on my own, Jolie. No need to drag me,” I snap, yanking my hand out of her grasp. I’m not in the mood to be touched. I am suddenly drained of energy. All I want to do is eat and have a nice warm bath. “Shit. Sorry, I didn’t mean that. I’m just so exhausted.”
Jolie nods and smiles. We walk into the kitchen and the most delicious smell greets my nose.
Anna is dishing up dinner right on time. “How are my beautiful girls? Exhausted, I bet?” I nod in agreement, too depleted to use words.
Jolie speaks for us both. “Yes, Mother, Dara is spent. You should have seen her today. She did so well.”
We both grab our plates and say our thanks.
“That’s wonderful news. Although I am not that surprised. I knew you would do great. It is your destiny after all, my dear Dara,” Anna says sweetly.
I blush, lowering my head.
The guys join us shortly after. Dinner continues with the normal chatter. I stay silent throughout. Not because I don’t want to talk—I physically have no energy to form words. My body feels heavy and sore.
I excuse myself after I finish dinner, quickly cleaning my dishes and heading up to my bedroom. The bath is calling my name. I feel bad for leaving so abruptly, but I can’t be around anyone any longer. I fill up the large bath, adding a beautifully scented liquid. The bubbles form, and I sigh, allowing the fragrance to envelop me.
I quickly undress and slip into the bath. The water engulfs me and I sigh again. I close my eyes and sink deeper into the scented water.
I am startled awake by a knock on the bathroom door. I quickly sit up, causing water to splash onto the bathroom tiles. The bubbles are long gone, and the water is cold. I dozed off. The door is barged open to reveal a mortified-looking Blair. I try my hardest to cover all of my parts, but I’m sure he gets an eyeful.
He politely covers his eyes and turns around. “Shit. I am so sorry, Dara. I had no idea where you were or that you would be doing this. I wanted to check on you since you were so exhausted at dinner,” he explains. The poor guy is beet-red.
I laugh, letting him die of embarrassment a little while longer before asking, “Can you please grab me a towel?”
His breathing begins to quicken. He turns around in search of a towel, still covering his eyes.
“You know, Blair, it’s okay to open your eyes now. It’s not like you didn’t see it all just moments ago.”
He seems to ignore my advice, grabbing a towel and handing it to me with his eyes still hidden with his hand. He takes a step away from me, and I quickly dry off, putting the towel around my hair as I move out of the bath. I slowly walk over to him. I take his hands in mine and remove them from his eyes, forcing him to meet my gaze.
His pupils are dilated, making me weak at my knees. “See, Blair, the view isn’t so bad, is it?” I ask as I do a little twirl for him.
He gulps and rubs his hand along the back of his head. He is so awkward and I’m making it so much worse for him. I snicker to myself as I grip his hand. I can’t believe how bold I’m being.
“Do you like what you see, Blair?” I ask as I place his hand on my neck and slowly drag it over my body.
I run his fingers past my breasts, stopping there for a moment, then continuing south. I let go once I hit my belly button, leaving him in control and seeing what he will do with his open invitation. I don’t know if I am the only one who has these feelings. But I’m feeling bold, and I think I’m about to find out.
Finally, I look up and he is staring right into my eyes as if asking for permission. I mentally tell him yes and wait. He removes his hand, and I lower my eyes in embarrassment. Of course, he doesn’t want me. He sees me like a sister, nothing more.
His hand rests on my cheek as he lifts my head. My eyes meet his and time stops as he speaks into my mind. Of course, I have feelings for you, Dara. Much more than a sisterly love. You mean so much to me, Princess. More than you will ever know. He lowers his head, his lips only inches from mine, and I close the distance between us.
Our lips meet and electricity saps through my whole body. From my head all the way down to my toes. The instant our tongues touch, I taste spearmint and ginger. I deepen the kiss and he opens his mouth, moving his tongue around mine. We are full-on making out and, my God, if it isn’t the best make-out session of my life. I am beyond turned on right now.
My towel slips from my hair and falls to the ground. I couldn’t care less as Blair pulls back for a second, looking at my bare body. My stomach flutters and my heart hammers against my chest.
“My God, Dara. You are so incredibly beautiful. Inside and out.” He continues to stare at me, and I just stand there letting him, enjoying the look in his eyes as he takes everything in. Never in my life has someone looked at me like that. I grab hold of his hair and pull his lips back to mine. He is slow and sweet as he kisses me, just like I imagined Blair to be.
Someone clears their throat, and Blair and I pull apart. I glance past Blair to find Oliver leaning against the doorway with a smirk, totally checking me out. I am still very much naked. I return his gaze. Fuck, his pupils are so dilated.
“Well, well. What have you two been up to in here, huh? Why am I missing out on all the fun? Not fair, brother,” he teases.
Blair is still standing in front of me and by the looks of his bright red cheeks, he is very embarrassed to be caught.
“I know exactly what you two were getting up to. I have been standing here watching for the last five minutes. Fuck, it was hot. But, bro, let me show you how to kiss a girl as bad-arse as our Dara.” He doesn’t give me a second to move away.
Oliver grabs hold of my head tightly and crashes his lips down on mine, hungrily tasting every inch of my mouth. He tastes of fresh mint. The complete opposite to Blair—where Blair is sweet and gentle—Oliver is hot and greedy. Fuck me, could they both get any sexier right now? Oliver moans into my mouth, telling me they both just heard my thoughts. Fuck, I should have blocked that out. Oh well, fuck it. l am very much living in the moment. All too soon, Oliver pulls away wearing a huge grin on his face. “And that, bro, is how it’s done,” he cockily says to Blair. He spanks my naked arse and walks out the door.
Blair quickly runs out behind him, looking embarrassed as hell.
I am alone in my bathroom, butt-naked. What the fuck just happened? I walk over to the sink and splash cold water onto my face. Am I dreaming or did that seriously happen? Nope, the water didn’t help. It really did occur, and it was hot as fuck.
I slowly make my way into my bedroom and put on some underwear and a T-shirt. After slipping into bed, I lie there trying to process everything.
Blair admitted he had feelings for me, but what about Oliver? Is he just jealous? Just showing off to Blair, or does he, too, have feelings for me that are deeper? I can’t answer that for him.
I feel so lost. How can I have feelings for not just one twin but both of them and then all of my warriors? Can I really have a relationship with them all? Everyone assured me they were fine with it yesterday, but are they really? I still have my doubts.
I have a million questions that need answers, but right now my body is exhausted. I hit the pillow, and in no time I am falling into a deep sleep with the rhythm of the unanswered questions running through my head.