Page 62 of Make Us Yours
Who knows…
“Oh, she isdefinitelyplaying with you!” Gabe bursts with laughter once more. “This girl is going to be the death of us.”
“One hundred percent.”
Chapter fourteen
Veronica
365 reasons.
~ Four Days Later ~
Aubrey and I are currently at the mall for some last-minute shopping before we leave for our vacation in three days. I’m beyond excited. I haven’t been on a vacation to a tropical island in years. Plus, the whole gang is going to be there, so it will be a blast. Two weeks of fun in the Fiji Islands, with the people I love most in the world.
The boys rented out a whole island for us, which means aside from the staff for the resort, it will be just the thirteen of us. Clay and Morgan, Silas and Cecilia with little Dante. Greyson and Emma with Gracie. Noah and Gabe, Aubrey and me, as well as Sam, the kids’ nanny.
It seems extreme to rent a whole island just for thirteen people, but I understand that the boys like their privacy. And like that, we’re free to do whatever we want, including nude tanning, which I will one hundred percent be doing.
We start off with swimwear because I’m in desperate need of a new one. And a small part of me really wants to make Noah and Gabe just a little crazy looking at me in a sexy bikini. I already know their minds are going crazy wondering what I bought at the sex shop a few days ago; might as well torture them a little more.
Emma’s plan was diabolical, but I loved every minute of it. Noah never did outright tell me he knew I was using his card, but his messages had Emma and I in a giggle fit throughout our shopping session. And when I showed up at their place the next morning, it was evident they knew about where I had been the previous day. Again, they didn’t say a word, but their hungry eyes were all telling.
I’m still not sure exactly what is going on between us, but ever since those wicked make-out sessions a week ago, things have changed. Gabe sends me a message every day at sunrise saying, ‘Good morning, beautiful.’ And Noah wishes me goodnight every single time I get into bed.
I haven’t kissed either of them since then, but there’s been a lot of flirting and intimate little touches when we’re around each other. And the more time I spend around them, the more I find myself craving them. But it’s not just sex, and that’s what has me most confused. I crave their attention, their eyes on me, their laughs, and their smiles.
I swore I didn’t want a relationship, that I had no intention of getting into another one. I swore I would never let myself get close to those two men, who have started to haunt my dreams. But now I find myself smiling at every new message, having a skip in my step when I know I’ll be seeing them soon. I feel myself turning back into the old me, the one before everything happened.
And that terrifies me.
I don’t want to turn into that girl again. That stupid, naïve girl who falls head over heels and ignores every red flag, every instinct in her gut telling her to get out. I swore I would never let my heart lead me again, yet I feel it slowly taking over once more. And I don’t know how to stop it.
I grab a few different models of bikinis and a couple sexy one pieces, while Aubrey takes pretty boring options into the dressing room.I’m going to have to sneak in a couple of riskier ones into her suitcase.I plan on taking plenty of nice pictures of our girl on vacation and sending them to Shane. Maybe that will give him the push he needs to finally ask her out. I don’t have his number, but I’m pretty sure I can convince one of the boys to give it to me.
Or I could secretly upload them to her Instagram, since I know he follows her on there. That could work too. There’s no way he won’t notice them like that, but Brey is a pretty reserved kind of girl, so she’ll definitely freak out if I do that.
I try on a half-white, half-black tiny bikini that leaves little to the imagination. Liking what I see in the mirror, I snap a quick picture and send it to the boys in our group chat.
Me
What do you boys think?
Within seconds, I’m receiving replies from both.
Husband #1
FUCK ME! YESSS!
Husband #2
Use my card and buy everything you’d like, Kitten. Then come back here and model them for us.
Husband #1
Fuck that, I want to see you trying them on right now. Where are you, baby?
Husband #2
