JIMIN POV
I run a finger along the
dust-covered countertop.
I'm supposed to be listening to the contractor across the room as he spouts off measurements and details in a mixture of English and French but I
can't stop thinking about everything that happened
the day before with the twins.
Every time I close my eyes,
every time I have a free
moment for my mind to wander
I can picture the two of them, their toned, muscular arms wrapping around me as their mouths work their magic
across my entire body.
A full-body shiver runs through me just thinking about it.
"Sir, are you listening?"
I turn my head to look at
the burly Frenchman.
His expression is a clear mixture of confusion and annoyance.
And to be fair, I should be
paying attention to him, especially since I basically insisted that he should come
out here as soon as possible to give me a bid on the kitchen remodel.
"Hmm?" I ask reflexively, then shake my head as his scowl deepens.
"I'm sorry."
"Oui, monsieur, I'm listening."
"You were about to give me
the estimate on the new appliances we were talking
about earlier, right?"
He gives me a hard look
and I'm pretty sure I've got at least half of my answer right.
I'm certain we were talking
about that stuff at some
point, anyway.
"I was saying we can't possibly discuss that until you decide on cabinets." he says, turning
away and muttering some
thing in French that I'm quite certain is not a compliment on my listening skills.
Shit. Or, should I say, merde.
I'm staying on top of this renovation, despite my
current slightly distracted state.
I should probably try to get
some results from the hours
I've already spent with this particular contractor.
"Well, I still have several other contractors to speak with and several other bids to collect."
My sudden change in tone
from uncertain to strictly business gets his attention,
at least. I suppress a smile as
his eyes narrow.
Surely, he didn't think I'd be automatically handing him a blank check.
"So if you could give me your best estimate in writing by the end of the day today, that
would be helpful." I gesture to the binder near him that is bursting with plans I've
drawn up.
"Feel free to use the models
I've indicated there and we'll negotiate anything that might need to be changed after that."
He opens his mouth to speak
and for a moment I'm afraid
he'll call my bluff or throw a
fit or tell me that isn't how
things work here in France.
But he doesn't do any of those things.
He doesn't say a word, in fact, and finally closes his mouth again with an audible snap.
Satisfied that we've come to
an understanding, I leave him
to finish his measurements
and his grumbling on his own.
I walk out of the kitchen, tempted to go find Guk or Jungkook or both of them, preferably but I'm sure they probably have work to do
today, too.
And since they're paying me
for a full day of work, I should probably find something
besides thoughts of sex to occupy my time.
Like thoughts of what it would
be like to actually date one of them, for instance.
Or maybe both of them.
Is that crazy?
I walk down the long corridor that leads from the kitchen to
the back of the house where I'd
had my hot tub romp with Guk.
Standing at the door and
looking out onto the grounds,
I'm reminded again of just how breathtakingly beautiful this place is, inside and out.
If I did actually date one or
both of the twins, my life
would be full of beautiful
houses and exotic destinations.
Would they expect me to
quit my job to go jet-setting
with them?
My brow furrows at the thought.
They probably wouldn't understand my attachment
to my little design firm.
The numbers Jen and I pull in there are just rounding errors
to a couple of billionaires like
the Twins.
But it's the only real job I've known and it's mine, The only boss I have to answer to is the client I choose to work with.
That office is a symbol of my independence and I can't imagine giving it up or even scaling back the hours that I work there.
I sigh and open the door to
step outside.
The afternoon breeze helps
to wipe away my sour
expression but it doesn't quite clear my head of the potential issues that would come from dating these guys.
If they'd even be interested
in dating me in the first place.
We've only just slept together—all together, the three of us
one time. Last night.
Even my overactive
imagination was jumping
the gun a little with the make-believe relationship issues.
And it's not like a relationship would be all doom and gloom.
I already know the sex would
be amazing, which is more
than I can say for my last relationship.
The traveling would be nice
if I did find a way to fit it
into my work schedule.
And if they didn't make me choose between them?
If we could possibly continue
on as a threesome?
I think they would balance
each other out really well.
I'd always have one of them
to turn to if there were an issue the other couldn't relate to.
They've already shown a willingness to approach things from different angles and their personalities complement each other perfectly.
The three of us together
really is the best-case
scenario, I decide.
Of course, neither of them
has asked me for my opinion about our collective relationship status but at least I'm prepared now if the topic happens to
come up. Someday. Maybe.
Surprisingly, having the make-believe situation handled in my mind helps to clear my head.
I almost laugh out loud at the absurdity of it all, I've never been infatuated with one Alpha like this before, let alone two.
Two brothers.
But here I am and there's no denying that the more time we spend together and the more I get to know them, the more I end up wanting from them.
Mind-blowing sex is definitely enough for now especially
while I'm still getting to
know them.
Still, I can see a day coming when I might want something from them that requires a
little more of a commitment.
I just wonder how they'll
respond when and if that
day comes.
*******
I watch the contractor walk
out the large front door and breathe a sigh of relief.
Not that he was particularly difficult to work with no more
so than any of the other guys
I deal with on a regular basis, anyway.
But I'm relieved the work day
is mostly over and there is
still enough daylight left to
enjoy the rest of the afternoon.
Except... what the hell am I going to do?
I've already explored the
main floors of the chateau
and even though I'm curious
as to what I might find in the attic and basement, I'm a little hesitant to venture there alone.
Mainly because the house is in rough condition overall and I'm not really a fan of accidentally falling through floorboards with nobody around to help me.
But also because this house
is spooky as hell and I'm going
to need a lot more daylight
than what's left this afternoon before I gather up the nerve
to check out those out-of-the-way places.
I walk aimlessly through the main reception rooms.
Mostly aimlessly.
Sure, I'm heading in the
general direction of the billiard room which just happens to
be one of Guk's favorite places
in the house but that's mostly coincidence.
I don't need to talk to either of the twins but I also wouldn't mind a little company.
You know, if I happen to run
into one of them.
Which is literally what happens when I turn the corner.
"Oh, shit." I clamp a hand over my mouth as I stumble into a broad chest and get enveloped by muscular arms.
"I'm sorry, um, Guk?"
"God, I wasn't even paying attention to where I was going."
My heart is racing and he's
still holding me tightly as he makes sure I'm steady on
my feet.
"No worries." The corners of
his mouth twitch as he tries
not to laugh.
"This is the high point of my
day so far. Are you okay?"
I nod. "The only thing I've bruised is my pride, I think."
He grins. "It'll be our secret."
"It's easy to feel like you're
all alone when you spend too much time in this big house."
"But I was just coming to look
for you, as a matter of fact
so it's fortunate that we, uh,
ran into each other."
His hands are still holding me steady and he's relaxed his grip.
He doesn't seem to be in a
hurry to let go of me and I
kind of like the reassuring
feel of his hands on me, if
I'm being honest.
"Oh?"
"Did you need something?" I expect him to ask me about
the renovation or how the
bids are coming along but
he shakes his head.
"Nope."
"Well, yes." He finally lets
his hands drop to his sides and then shoves them in his pockets and rocks back on his heels.
I miss his touch already and we're still standing so close to each other that I'm seriously tempted to lean against him again just to feel his hands
on my body one more time.
"I was gonna see if you're
free for the evening."
"I thought maybe we could
drive into Paris for a while."
I'm so caught up watching the way his muscles bunch and gather under his perfectly tailored shirt that it takes a moment for his words to sink in.
"What? Drive? To Paris?"
I cock my head to the side as
the questions tumble out of
my mouth.
"Us? Just you and me?"
He laughs.
"Yeah, just you and me in
Paris. Unless you're busy."
"I don't want to get in the
way of your work, of course."
I'm pretty sure he's not especially concerned with whether or not he's
interrupting my work
but it's sweet of him to ask.
"No, I'm not busy."
"Not anymore, I mean."
"The contractor just left and I have some paperwork that I should get to at some point, but..." I shrug, then give a
slow smile as I warm up to the idea of going to Paris with Guk.
"That stuff can wait."
"So you'll go with me? I can bring the car around in a few minutes if you're ready."
I look down at the pants and button-down shirt I'm wearing.
It's not anything fancy but I
have no idea what's on the agenda for the night.
"Do I need to bring anything
or change clothes? Dress up, dress down?"
"You look great to me." he
says, leaning in and planting a kiss on my forehead.
"We'll be back later tonight,
so the only thing you need to bring is your sexy self."
I feel a little self-conscious
at the blatant flirting but he
and his brother both have a
way of saying whatever is on their mind.
They aren't shy with terms
of endearment or with giving
out compliments especially
when it comes to me, it seems.
And the more I'm around the
two of them, the less self-conscious I get about it.
"Okay, well..." I clasp my
hands together and smile again.
"I guess I'm ready, then."
"Perfect." He gives me another quick kiss and then hurries
past me toward the main hall.
"I'll be back in to get you in a couple of minutes."
"I hope you're ready to have
a little fun tonight."
He disappears out of the room before I can ask any other questions but I'm sort of
okay with not knowing
exactly what we're going to do.
Just knowing I'm going to be with Guk for a few hours is exciting enough.
One thing I know for sure
about this man is that he
knows how to have a good time.
Whether we're going sightseeing or partying, I'm in good hands.
And yeah, I'm definitely
ready to have a little fun.