Chapter 8 Blair
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Blair
Waking up alone is not what I expected after everything we did last night. I stand, wrapping the bed sheet around my body, and go in search of Brant, Charlie, and Remy.
Finding them fully dressed in the dining room and having breakfast, I feel a little underdressed. “So, I, um, had a really good time last night and, ah, again this morning.” I feel the heat rise in my cheeks, remembering everything we did.
“You’re awake. Would you like some breakfast?” I shake my head at the professional tone in Brant’s voice. Shocked at how bored it sounded, nothing like the tone when his cock was thrusting into me last night.
Something is not right. I swing my gaze to Charlie only to see him texting on his phone. My gaze finds Remy, but his head is down and his eyes are on a book in his hand while sipping on his coffee. I look back at Brant, and he still has the same bored look on his face.
Do they regret last night? I chew on my bottom lip and tighten the sheet around my body, “Um, no thanks. I should probably be getting home.”
Did Remy’s shoulders just sag? “I’ll call a car to take you home.” Brant doesn’t even look at me when he speaks.
“Great, I will get dressed and be ready to go in five minutes.” I smile, fighting back the tears. My voice is higher than usual.
Once back in the bedroom, I search for my clothes, only finding my dress but not my panties. I don’t have the time to keep looking for them, so I slide my dress on and go commando.
“The car is waiting for you downstairs, Blair. He’ll take you home. Have a good rest of your weekend.” Brant dismisses me with a wave of his hand. While both Charlie and Remy can’t be bothered to look up from what they are doing.
“Um, sure, thanks. You too.” I blink back the tears that are threatening to fall. I will not embarrass myself anymore by crying in front of these three.
I square my shoulders and lift my chin as I walk through the door, reminding myself I agreed that it was only one night.
***
“I’ll take a cup of that coffee,” I say as I enter the kitchen and find Ollie pouring herself a cup of coffee. I must look like a wreck still in the same ball gown I wore last night. Which, of course, my big sister points out to me.
“Did you sleep in that dress, or are you just getting home?” She sets a steaming hot cup of black coffee on the table in front of me and takes a seat across from me, as I blow on my doctored-up coffee with cream and sugar.
“It’s a long story.” I exhale sharply, trying to hold in the pain. “I kind of slept with three guys last night. But enough about me, how was your night?” I lift the mug to my lips and take a sip, wanting to change the subject.
“Oh no, you don’t. We can talk about my date later. I want to hear about how you kind of slept with three guys.”
I set the mug back on the table. “I’m still processing it.” My finger traces the handle of the mug. “I’m not sure I’m ready to talk about it yet.” I don’t add that I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to talk about it. Sure, the sexual connection was amazing, but this morning was awful.
“I had a really good time last night. Felix and Ryker were sweet and funny.”
“Don’t forget they’re both sexy as hell.” We both laugh at my spot-on description, lightening my mood a little.
Ollie’s phone buzzes. She picks it up and glances at the screen. Her skin takes on an ashen shade before she slams her phone face-first onto the table,
“Are you okay?” I shift my eyes to her phone, curious who would make her react like that. “Do I even dare ask who’s texting you?”
“It’s nothing.” She gives me a half smile. “Just a couple of old ghosts trying to haunt me.” She tries to laugh it off, but I don’t buy her act.
“Alright then, back to your date.” I sip my coffee as she tells me everything that happened last night, including the part about them wanting to keep dating and sharing her.
I try not to react to her good news of finding two guys who actually want to be with her. Unlike me, who feels used in the light of day.
“So, the plan is for us to go on dates and see if the three of us are compatible enough to sustain a relationship with both of them sharing me.”
“I can definitely say that sharing is amazing after last night.” The words slip out, but I can’t help that it’s the truth.
She gives a small snort. “All three at the same time, huh?” She raises an eyebrow and blows on her coffee. “How was it?”
“It was so good, Ollie. You were right, all those hands and lips on my body at the same time, kissing, touching, licking. It was insane how good it felt to have all my holes filled at the same time.”
“Maybe I need to add a third guy so all my holes will be filled.”
It’s my turn to snort, “Yeah, it was fine for a one-and-done, but I don’t see a repeat of it in my future any time soon.”
“Oh, Blair, I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay, really. Give me twenty minutes, and I’ll be ready to head to the arena. You can help me in my office until it's time to get ready for the game. It'll help me take my mind off last night. Plus, you need to finish telling me about your decision—are you going to date Ryker and Felix?”
“Fine, but you need to give me a bit more detail about your night last night. At least tell me it was worth the pain you're feeling today.”
“Sure.” I give Ollie a small smile before I leave the kitchen to get ready for the game later today.
I’m actually covering for one of the hostesses in the family skybox for the game today.
Maybe getting to the arena early will help me get my mind off of Brant, Charlie, and Remy.
I’m sure they’ve already headed back to Canada by now.
It’s not like Brant has ever stayed longer than a day each time he’s been in town.