ff her heels and let her feet linger over the velvety texture of the faux fur rug. Everything about it was lush and elegant. Sophisticated and feminine. It was as if they knew her before she had ever walked through those doors three weeks ago.
And what had happened to her in those three weeks?
On her first day, she had walked in with a price tag on her head. She was worth something to her uncle, Sawyer, and Jack. She was defined by their arrangement. Locked into servitude because her uncle was a notoriously shitty businessman. Somehow the anger and resentment had faded.
She had never really seen Jack and Sawyer as CEOs. To her they were the dreamy groomsmen she had fantasized about. But the fantasy was becoming a reality.
She ran her fingers over the books, giving in to the temptation to take off her stilettos. She now basked in an unbelievable office. She had a staff that respected her. She was taking charge and control of a global department. It was hard to stay mad.
How could she? It would have made things easier if she despised them. It would have made more sense if she loathed their good looks and money. Their charm and sex appeal. It would have simplified the feelings swirling through her. It would have quelled the moral crisis she had for wanting a sexual relationship with two men. Hate would have been an easier answer.
But she didn’t hate them. She wanted them. And she wanted them to give her the missing piece in her life—a baby of her own.
Lily walked to the built in bar that had been installed in the corner of the bookcase. She even had ready-made Cosmos at her fingertips. She mixed a drink in a crystal martini glass as the sun sank even further behind the skyline. The regret started to sink in. She had waited too long. She should have sought them out today. She should have done whatever it took to tell Sawyer and Jack that the answer was yes. Yes. Yes. She wanted them. She wanted both of them.
They had given her time. They had given her space. And God, they had given her so much pleasure. Promises of epic orgasms and spreading her sexual wings to a place she could only imagine.
She took a sip of the pink drink. Why in the hell did she hesitate? Why didn’t she tell them last week she wanted them? What did she take an entire week to make them all suffer needlessly?
She flopped onto the white couch, tucking her feet under her. Had she just made the biggest mistake of her life? Her eyes closed as she imagined what it could have been like. She had probably missed her chance to have a beautiful perfect baby with the two most gorgeous men on the planet. The office was quiet.
And then she heard it. The click-click of the private doors opening.
Lily’s heart pounded. Her lungs seized with happiness.
“Hi, sweetheart.” Jack smiled.
“Never thought Friday would get here,” Sawyer stated from the opposite side of the room. Her eyes bounced back and forth between them.
“You’re here.” She knew she sounded mesmerized.
Jack laughed. “Where else would we be? It’s Friday.”
“I believe you owe us an answer on our offer.” Sawyer waggled his eyebrows. “Your week is up and we’ve come for what we hope is an open negotiation.”
“I don’t think there’s anything to negotiate,” Jack interrupted. He turned to Lily. “Did you have a good time in that room last week, sweetheart?” Jack asked. Her stomach flipped the way he used the pet name for her.
She was still breathing heavily. She couldn’t believe they were here. She thought she had lost them both.
Lily’s eyes softened. “I did.” She bit her bottom lip, dragging her teeth across it.
Sawyer’s eyes bore into hers. “This is your chance, Lily. Do you want what we’re offering you?”
She hadn’t unfurled from the couch. She was paralyzed with shock. Her spine tingled with anticipation. “About the baby…is it something you’re ok with?” she asked.
“Is that a yes?” Sawyer asked.
Jack elbowed him in the side. “I think it is. Let her talk.”
Lily nodded. “Yes. God yes.”
She rested her cocktail on the table and hopped from the couch.
Jack folded his arms around her first. She looked into his eyes as his mouth crashed down on hers. He kissed her, holding her up. Sawyer waited for their moment to pass before he walked to her. She turned to him, throwing her arms around his neck. Her body aligned with Sawyer’s as she leaned into his solid chest, welcoming his lips and my tongue.
“We’ll give you that baby. We swear it,” Sawyer growled.
Jack laughed. “I think we should take this party back to the penthouse.”