Chapter 6 Remy
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Remy
My hands shake as I bring the glass of whiskey to my lips.
Watching Blair kiss Charlie, then Brant, gives me hope that she’s on board with our offer.
I haven’t thought of another woman since Jane destroyed our dream with her lies.
Thinking back to that time with her, I think we dodged a bullet by ending our relationship with her before we took it to the next level and had sex with her.
Sure, I spend many lonely nights with only my hand as company, thinking I could never trust another woman again, but when Brant started talking about the sweet, curvy social media manager, I was hooked. I couldn’t wait to meet her. I was relieved when she agreed to attend the ball.
When my brothers and I first decided to share a woman, it felt like a jumbled mess trying to find someone who wanted to be with all three of us.
We thought Jane was that woman until we overheard her talking to one of her friends that she only wanted two of us, not all three.
She named me as the reason she was delaying agreeing to the arrangement.
The argument that came later, after we confronted her, is something I’d rather forget.
Lowering the glass from my lips, I see Blair standing in front of me, with her hand extended.
“Dance with me, Remy.” I set the whiskey glass on the table, stand up, and take Blair’s hand, letting her lead me to the dance floor.
Once on the dance floor, Blair wraps her arms around my neck. “Kiss me, Remy,” she whispers.
“I don’t kiss,” I say flatly. At least not after Jane ruined that for me. The scar on my lip behind the mask begins to itch, reminding me again of that night.
“Well, you’re going to start if you want to share me with your brothers.
” I barely have time to process her words before our lips touch, and my mind goes blank.
Her lips are warm and soft, and when she darts out her little tongue to caress my lips, I pull her closer, deepening the kiss.
The kiss ends too soon for my liking, but this girl has me so tightly wrapped around her finger that I’m willing to take whatever she is willing to give me.
She smiles up at me, her lips still wet from our kiss, “Let’s go get Brant and Charlie.
I’m ready with my answer.” Blair laces her fingers through mine.
Once we reach Charlie, she does the same with his hand as we let her lead us to Brant, weaving our way through the crowd.
She leads us to the same secluded room off the dance floor we were in only a little while ago.
We walk into the room and find Brant standing by the fireplace, staring into the dancing flames.
He turns toward us when the door clicks shut.
Blair releases our hands. She takes her time making eye contact with each of us before saying, “Yes, I want to be with all of you at the same time. For one night.”