Page 44 of Forged Forever

Chapter 27

Light filtering through the curtains slowly wakes me from a dreamless, restful sleep. Stretching my arms above my head, the tenderness between my thighs reminds me of the fun from last night. After a few hours of sleep, Seb woke me up with his tongue between my legs. He brought me to orgasm, then we went back to sleep.

Rubbing my eyes with a yawn, I blink the room into focus. Both of my boys are still fast asleep on either side of me. Seb's on my left with his arm flung over his eyes, snoring softly. E is on his stomach, a head of golden curls facing me, one arm hanging off the side of the bed.

Shimmying down to the bottom of the bed, I find fresh clothes and slip out of the room. A hot shower and shave help me awaken fully. Slipping on a two piece swimsuit with a tank top and shorts over, I silently head downstairs to the kitchen.

The clock on the oven says it’s just before 8am. Starting the kettle, I rummage around, finding some sausage and pancake mix. Knowing Seb and Bay won’t be up for a while yet, I cook all the sausage and just enough pancakes for me, Alex and E.

Making a plate for Alex, I walk down the hall to the office. Peeking inside the cracked door, I see him behind the desk. Tiptoeing in, I set the plate beside him, and he smiles in thanks. Winking, I leave him alone, deciding to eat on the patio this morning.

There are already a few families on the beach with kids and people running on the wet sand by the water. I should probably get a run in today or tomorrow myself. Setting my juice on the side table, I kick off my flip flops, bringing my feet up to rest on the edge of the chair.

Breathing the salty air in deeply, I dig into my breakfast. It’s so peaceful here. Not that home isn’t, but the power of the ocean brings a special something you can’t get anywhere else. For a girl who grew up in the mountains and thought she would always live there, it still surprises me how drawn I am to the water. I don’t think I’ll ever want to be far from it.

You could fool yourself into believing you were in the tropics somewhere with the white sand and palm trees. “Want company?”

Looking behind me, I see E standing with his plate and a mug of coffee. “Always,” I smile.

“Thank you for breakfast.” E takes a seat beside me, freshly showered, in his board shorts and a tee.

“Welcome. Looks like a beautiful day today. Are you okay after last night?”

E breaks into a brilliant smile towards me with a nod. Focusing back on the view, we sit in companionable silence as he eats. Alex joins us soon after, not saying anything, just enjoying the view with us.

I can imagine living here full time. Being able to wake up each morning with the sunrise, sipping tea on the deck with my guys. Going for a dip in the ocean after work.

E would be in the kitchen creating new dishes for his restaurant. Alex would be in his office going over new research and patient files. Bay would have his head under the hood of a car in the driveway. Jake, in an office above the garage, would be designing a beautiful new house. My workspace beside his would be full of herbs and tinctures, with plants drying overhead. The garage would be converted into a full gym for Nick, and Seb could be found lying on the hammock asleep in the shade.

My thoughts still. Alex and Bay were included in that vision. Surely, just as friends. Yeah, that’s all. Just friends. But adult friends wouldn’t live together like that...

Shuffling interrupts my shocking daydream as Seb steps onto the deck, half asleep. He picks me up and flops back onto my seat, with me on his lap. Burying his head in my neck, he mumbles a good morning. Chuckling, I pat the arm around my waist.

E smiles fondly at us. “Let’s get you some coffee and breakfast, Seb.” Collecting our plates, he encourages Seb to follow him inside, and I stand, so he can get up. Seb kisses my forehead and then follows E.

Sitting back down, I ask Alex how his meeting went. He’s getting part of his inheritance in June upon graduation, so they were discussing the allocation and setting up something for E. “It is a surprise though, so please keep that information to yourself,” Alex says.

Pretending to zip my lips, I smile. That’s so generous and will knock E’s socks off when he finds out. I truly have incredible friends.

A backup beeping sound echoes from the other side of the house. Curious, I raise a brow at Alex. “Ah, that would be the rental I ordered.”

Slipping into my flip-flops, I follow him down through the house and out the back door. A large box truck has stopped close to the house, and two guys are unlatching the back. “What did you rent?” I ask.

Alex doesn’t answer, just jogs down the steps to shake their hands. I follow as he shows them where to put the delivery under the house.

Lowering the truck ramp, they unload wooden boards? Pallets? I have no idea, but I count 12 pieces in total. Alex signs some paperwork and then joins me at the corner of the house. “Any ideas?”

“No. None. What’s the wood for?” He pulls out his phone, bringing up a photo, and hands it to me. It’s some type of walkway. “I don’t understand.”

“It is a walkway over the sand for Jake. I wanted him to be able to wheel himself to the beach and back if needed.”

This guy. I fling myself at him for a hug. What a kind, thoughtful gesture. “You are amazing. Thank you so much.”

Alex returns my hug, pulling me in tight. “You are welcome. We can rent it again the next time we stay here. I do not believe he will need it, though.”

Beaming up at him, I peck him on the cheek before stepping back. “You’re incredible.”

Alex blushes, ushering me back to the stairs. Bay is up, sitting at the island, drinking coffee when we get inside. “Where’d you go, Sunshine?” Seb asks, fully functioning now. I tell them about the walkway that Alex rented for Jake. The guys are also impressed that he was so thoughtful.