Lib Novel Page 39
Chapter 11
Work Weekend
Madison
I take a really long shower when we all finally get out of bed. I run soap over every inch of my body. Every inch they touched and caressed. My insides warm as I think about their hands on me, in me. I can’t help but feel like a very lucky girl.
Even if I’m a little sore, my body is getting used to being fucked all the time. That’s not a bad thing in my book. I finish cleaning myself and dress in a sundress with white panties and bra. When I enter the living area, the smells from the kitchen are divine. Cinnamon and fresh bread.
“Something smells good.” I put my hands on the island and focus on the pan in Seth’s hands. My stomach growls.
“Cinnamon rolls.” He sets it on the counter and opens some cream cheese frosting to spread over them.
“I guess I’ve already had my workout for the day,” I say. When he gives me a smirk, I grin. “I could use some carbs.”
After he finishes icing them, he cuts one out of the center of the pan and puts it on the plate, setting it in front of me.
“The best for our girl.”
My cheeks get warm.
“Sit. I’ll get you some milk to go with it.” Seth grabs a glass and walks to the refrigerator.
I like him pampering me. I haven’t had anyone look out for me in a long time. Once I left home, it was just me. I haven’t talked to anyone from home in a while. I should call my mother today.
“Here you go.” He sets the milk in front of me and then gets his own cinnamon roll. When he has his plate and drink, he takes the chair next to me.
“I was serious about the jealousy bit yesterday.” Seth glances at me. “I know it can tear people apart inside. I don’t want that to happen to you.”
Thinking, I trail my fork through the icing and lick it off the tines. I take a breath and cut into the still-warm cinnamon roll.
“I’ve never really been in a relationship or had anyone to get jealous over before.” I purse my lips, trying to think of a time I might have liked someone who wasn’t available. “In college, I focused on graduating as quickly as possible to not get too far into debt. In high school, I worked on getting into college. Guys were just something that might or might not happen along the way.”
I shrug. It was what it was. I didn’t have boyfriends. I had a few hookups, but nothing that stuck. More something I was curious about.
Tingles rush through me when Seth tucks my hair behind my ear. When I lift my gaze to his, his thumb traces my lower lip. My body lights a fire waiting to see if it needs to burst into flames for him or just stay on low for later.
“You keep surprising me.” He turns back to his cinnamon roll and takes a bite. “Open and honest communication is essential for this to work. If you feel off about something, talk to us. Any of us. We’re here to help you grow.”
It’s not a proclamation of undying love, but it’s nice. They want me here. They care about me. I’m not alone in this anymore. I take a bite of cinnamon roll and moan at the soft gooeyness that fills my mouth.
“Oh my god, this is so good.” I look at Seth in shock.
He gives me a smirk. “One thing Mom insisted was that I learn to cook. These are her famous cinnamon rolls.”
“Thank her for me next time you talk to her.”
His smirk falls, and he gives me a look that makes me think I overstepped.
“My mom passed away years ago, Madison. But she would have liked you a lot.” His lips curve into a sad facsimile of a smile.
My heart aches, and I don’t know what to do. I haven’t lost anyone like that. I put my hand over his and squeeze it. With no hesitation, he flips his hand over and holds mine. Warmth settles through me as we both eat, connected.
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After finishing two glorious cinnamon rolls, Seth heads downstairs to work on a project I can’t help with, so I make my way into the library with my Kindle.
I test the chairs until I find the perfect spot. Gnawing on my lip, I scroll through my to-be-read books. I added a few stories that play to my guys’ kinks, but I also found a whole category of reverse harem books. One woman to as many men as an author could pack into the book, apparently.