Chapter 12
twelve
Blair
We’re on day four of our daily routine. At midnight, Brant sends a driver to pick me up.
The four of us spend the next seven hours having sex in every way possible.
Then, at seven in the morning, I take a quick shower—sometimes alone, but most of the time with one or more of the guys.
The driver takes me home, and our day starts all over again.
If we happen to see each other outside of those seven hours, we act like mere acquaintances.
Three months feels like a lifetime away, but if this is what we have to do for now, then so be it. I don’t even want to think about when the guys have to go back to Canada on business. They haven’t said anything, but I know it’s coming.
It’s five minutes past seven as I hurry out of their hotel room, only to bump into a stunning blonde woman standing outside their door. “Sorry,” I mumble the apology, keeping my head down and trying not to draw any unwanted attention.
“You poor thing. Are you their new plaything?”
My eyes snap to the woman standing in front of me, blocking my escape. “Excuse me? Who are you?” Anger laced in my voice at this snobby woman.
“I’m Jane. I’m Brant, Charlie, and Remy’s girlfriend—well, technically, soon-to-be wife. We’re getting married in three months. Didn’t they tell you?”
My heart sinks. Is she telling the truth? “No, they never mentioned you.” I hold my head up high, refusing to let this woman intimidate me.
“Oh, you poor thing. You really think they would pick someone like you over someone like me?” I want to slap the smirk off her face, but her words stop me.
She’s right. She’s at least seven years older than me and a hundred times more sophisticated.
“Look, if it’s any consolation, you’re not the first naive girl they’ve done this with.
” She places a hand on her flat stomach.
“I hope when the baby arrives, they settle down so we can be one big happy family.” Bile rises in my throat at the thought of this woman carrying their child.
“Excuse me. I have to go.” I push my way past Jane and rush to the elevator, needing to get as far away from Brant, Charlie, and Remy as I can.
***
With my mind made up, I clutch my suitcase and stomp into the living room.
“Where are you going?” Ollie says, setting her Kindle on the coffee table before I have a chance to escape.
“I’m going on a sexcation.”
“A what?”
“A sexcation,” I repeat. “I’m going to one of those adult swingers' islands, where I’m going to have sex with who I want, when I want, and with however many I want.”
“Wait just a minute, Blair.” Ollie reaches for my arm and gently pulls me down on the couch next to her, my suitcase making a loud thud when it hits the wooden floor. “Tell me what happened to make you decide to go on a…sexcation.”
“The three guys from the Commissioner’s Ball only want me when it’s convenient for them, like I’m some secret booty call they’re ashamed of in the daylight.
When we’re around each other all day, they ignore me, but as soon as midnight hits, I get a text saying their driver is on his way to pick me up, like I’m some reverse Cinderella. ”
I want to tell her the truth about how we had an arrangement that would change after three months, but today I received shocking news that changed everything. So instead, I cling to half-truths.
“I’m sorry, Blair. I had no idea that was happening. She wraps her arms around me, giving me a big hug. “Are you sure a sexcation is the best idea right now?”
“You know what they say, the best way to get over a guy is to get under or on top of or in front of other guys.”
“It will be okay.” She brushes her hand over my hair and lets me cry into her shoulder.
“I wish they’d just go back to Canada.” The words rip through my heart.
“Come on. Let’s get you into the shower. We’ll order some pizza and watch a horror movie to get your mind off those jerks. Will call it a horcation.”
“I don’t think that came out the way you wanted it.” I laugh at Ollie’s attempt to cheer me up.
I finally fell asleep after we shared a large pizza and started our horrorfest, not caring that I turned my phone off so I wouldn’t be disappointed when I didn’t receive my nightly booty call from Brant, Charlie, and Remy, now that Jane was in town.