Chapter Four
Zaine
He awoke to the feel of a warm body curled around him and his eyes opened slowly. He looked down at where Sorcha was curled against him and smiled. They'd awoken twice in the night and had had sex again, keeping his word that they weren't through.
He carefully eased himself from beneath her, slid out of bed, and went to the bathroom to take care of business.
When he returned, Finley was awake. “You relax with our girl, I'm going to go make breakfast,” Zaine told him.
“Sure thing. I don't mind keeping her company,” Finley replied.
Zaine chuckled, tugged on his pants, and headed downstairs. Once in the kitchen, he pulled out eggs, shredded cheese, sausages, hashbrowns,? and pancake mix, and got to work.
Half an hour later, he was headed back upstairs with a tray with two plates, coffee, and orange juice.
He set the tray down and slid onto the bed where Sorcha still slept. He leaned down and brushed his lips across her forehead. “Sorcha, Angel, time to wake up. Breakfast Is ready,” he said, gently shaking her.
“Mm. Did you say breakfast?” she mumbled and opened her eyes.
“I did. So up you go,” he told her.
Sorcha sat up and fluffed pillows behind herself and Zaine set the tray on her lap.
“There are only two plates here,” she said.
“Mine is still downstairs, it wouldn't fit on the tray. I'll be right back with it,” he told her and leaned in to kiss her. “Fuck, I love being able to do that,” he added and left to go get his plate.
When he returned he cocked a brow. “Why aren't you eating?” he asked.
“We're waiting for you,” she replied. She patted the bed next to her and he sat with his plate.
“Dig in,” he told them, and they all turned their attention to their food.
“Oh, these eggs are yummy,” Sorcha said. “I taste thyme, am I right?”
“That you are, Angel. The pancakes are vanilla cinnamon,” he told her.
“Oh, yum.” She took a bite and moaned.
“Damn, woman. You make even eating breakfast sexy,” Finley said, watching her.
“I was thinking the same damn thing,” Zaine said, taking a bite of his pancakes. He watched Sorcha blush at their commentary.
“You're adorable when you blush,” he said and kissed her cheek.
“I don't blush,” Sorcha countered.
“Bullshit, you don't. You just did,” he told her.
“Fine, you made me blush. Happy?” she grumbled.
Zaine chuckled. “So testy in the morning.”
“Hey, I haven't had my first cup of coffee yet,” she replied.
“You're just fun to tease, Angel,” Zaine told her.
They settled in to enjoy breakfast after that. When she was finished, Sorcha stretched and moved the tray to crawl out of bed.
“Where are you going?” Finley asked her.
“Nature calls,” she replied. She kissed one, then the other, and left the bed.
“That's a gorgeous view,” Zaine growled as she sashayed naked across the bedroom.
Sorcha wiggled her ass and both men groaned. Her laughter followed her into the en suite bathroom.
“She's a minx. She'll be keeping us on our toes,” Zaine said.
“Wouldn't want her any other way,” Finley replied.
“What are your plans for today?” Zaine asked.
“I don't have any as of yet. Why?” Finley replied.
“Why don't you stick around until Sorcha has to be at the shop at two? I think the three of us should spend time together outside of the bedroom,” Zaine told him.
“Yeah, that's a good idea. How do you know what time she has to be at the shop?” Finley asked.
“She's had it for a few years, and she keeps to the same schedule, so I have it memorized.”
“You've had a thing for her for a long time, haven't you?” Finley asked.
“Yeah, I have. For years,” he admitted. “I wasn't willing to lose her friendship if she didn't feel the same way about me, so I kept it to myself,” he replied.
“That's why I never said anything to you, I didn't want to lose you,” Sorcha said from the foot of the bed. “Last night, you said you weren't letting go. Well, neither am I. I want you both, and I want to see where this thing between us goes,” she added.
Zaine held his hand out for her, and when she slipped her hand into his, he pulled her onto the bed with them. “That sounds really good to me, Angel. What about you, Finley?”
“It sounds damn good to me, too, because I'm not going anywhere.”
Zaine pulled Sorcha into his arms and claimed her lips in a heated kiss. Then he handed her to Finley, who ravished her mouth as well.
“I am one lucky girl,” Sorcha panted. “But I don't know that I could handle you both right now,” she told them.
“We wore our girl out,” Zaine chuckled.
“What can I say, I'm not used to taking two men at once. I'm not complaining, I just need a little recovery time,” Sorcha said.
“Of course, Angel. Today is about relaxing until you have to go back to the shop,” Zaine replied.
“That sounds heavenly,” Sorcha said as she curled up between them.
“Let me take care of the breakfast dishes, then we'll put a movie on, lady's choice,” Zaine said, setting his plate on the tray and taking it downstairs. He got the dishes rinsed and in the dishwasher, then returned to his bedroom. He crawled into bed, turned the Roku on, and pulled up Netflix.
“Oh, 27 Dresses! I love that movie,” Sorcha said.
“Then let's watch it,” Zaine said and they snuggled in to do just that.
A little after noon, Sorcha sighed. “I have to be getting home. I need a shower before I take over for Micah.”
“All right, Sweetheart. Let's get dressed so we can get you home,” Finley said.
They climbed out of bed and Zaine watched as Sorcha pulled on her clothes. He went to her and pulled her into his arms once she was done. He dipped his head and kissed her. “Have a good day at work, Angel.”
“Mm. I'll do my best,” she replied.
Zaine walked them to the door, gave Sorcha one last kiss, and watched them go.
Sorcha
Sorcha slid into the passenger seat of Finley's SUV and hummed when he leaned in to kiss her. “A girl could get used to this,” she murmured.
“Good, because there's more where that came from, Sweetheart,” he told her.
She watched him go around and get in. Then they were off through town to her shop.
“Can I walk you up?” Finley asked after he'd parked.
“I'd like that,” she replied. When Finley opened the door for her, she took his hand and let him help her out. Then she led him to the side of the building and the stairs leading up to her apartment. At the landing, she turned to him.
“Thank you for an amazing date,” she said and leaned up on her tippy toes to brush her lips across his.
Finley snaked an arm out and wrapped it around her before he deepened the kiss. “Now that's a kiss,” he said when he pulled back.
“Definitely,” she replied.
“Let me see your phone,” he said suddenly.
“What? Why?” she asked.
“So I can put my number in it and text myself so I have yours. How else am I going to get in touch with you?” he replied.
“Oh! That makes sense,” she said, handing her phone to him. She watched as Finley saved his number and sent himself a text.
“There,” he said and kissed her again. “I'll let you go get ready for work,” he told her. “But don't worry, I'll be texting you later, Sweetheart.”
“I'll be looking forward to it,” she replied and stepped into her apartment, and closed the door behind her. She fed Zen, took a quick shower, and braided her hair before she got dressed and took Zen downstairs to the shop.
“Hey, boss lady,” Micah said as she placed Zen on his perch.
“Hey, Micah. How's the day been?” Sorcha asked.
“It was pretty busy earlier, but it's been slow the last hour or so,” he replied. “Since you're here, I'm going to head out,” he added.
“Sure thing. Enjoy the rest of your day,” she told him. Then she settled in for the rest of the day.
Finley
He'd stood at her door for a minute before finally leaving. Once he got home, he showered and did a little work. Then he fixed himself some dinner and pulled out his phone.
Me: Hey, Sweetheart, how's your day been?
Sweetheart: Hey! It started out slow but picked up this evening. How's yours been?
Me: Not too bad. I got a little work done. I was just thinking about you and wanted to check on you. How are you feeling?
Sweetheart: Pleasantly sore. I'm not complaining, just stating a fact
Me: We'll be more gentle next time. Can't have our girl hurting every time we fuck her
Sweetheart: Oh no you don't! I just need to get accustomed to two cocks at once. A few more times should do it
He laughed at her response. He loved how feisty she was.
Me: As you wish, Sweetheart
Sweetheart: I like winning Customers just walked in, so I gotta go
Me: All right, Sweetheart. Talk later
He fixed himself a drink and settled in to watch a movie.
Later that night, lying in bed, he grabbed his phone and sent another text.
Me: Heading to bed, Sweetheart. I hope you have a good night and sweet dreams
Sweetheart: Goodnight, Sexy. Talk again soon
He put his phone on the charger, tugged the covers up, and headed off to sleep.