Beauty and the Billionaire Bachelors

“Are you ok?” he asked. “I know I’m rough.”

“I feel like my skin is floating around my body.” She giggled. “I’m perfect.”

“I’ll never forget this morning. I’ll never forget what you gave me.” He kissed her nose gently.

“Neither will I.”

Deacon pushed the door open and walked in with a tray of mugs and a pot of steaming coffee.

Abby sat up on the pile of pillows.

“Mmm. Coffee.”

“For you.” He handed her a mug.

He climbed into bed next to her.

“How are you feeling, sweetheart?”

She looked at them. “You two are worried about me.”

“Yep. You are our top priority. You are our family now, Abby. There isn’t anything we wouldn’t do for you.” Deacon’s voice was serious.

“Family?” she whispered. The terrible pit of fear hit her out of nowhere. She had awakened in the

ir arms and forgotten about Cal. The blackmail had seemed like a dream she had pushed to the back recesses of her mind.

“Family,” Cole echoed. “As unconventional as it is. That’s what our relationship is. We love you. We love you like the only woman who was meant for us.”

“Oh God,” she croaked. She suddenly couldn’t drink anymore of the coffee. She felt the walls caving in on her.

“What’s wrong?” Deacon searched her face.

“I-I don’t deserve any of this. I don’t deserve you.” She wiggled to try to free herself from them, but Cole took the coffee and Deacon’s hands landed on her shoulders.

“Talk to us. What’s going on?”

She shook her head. “You’ll hate me.”

“Doubtful.” Cole laughed.

“You don’t know what I’ve done.”

“Other than give us everything we’ve ever wanted?” Deacon stared at her.

“You’re going to find out either way.”

“Find out what?” Cole’s blue eyes turned a dark cobalt color. “You’re scaring us, Abby.”

She stared at the sheet. She couldn’t face them. “Remember when someone hacked your payroll system two years ago?”

“Are you talking about HiTech Global right now?” Deacon asked.

She nodded. She had to fight the tears. These weren’t happy ones. “Cal has had all kinds of ideas to make cash. It never ends. One of those ideas was training me to be a hacker. And I hacked HiTech’s payroll for a quarter. I transferred the payments into one of Cal’s offshore accounts. Small amounts so they wouldn’t be traced. And only for three months. But it was me. I stole from you.”

The room was quiet. She looked up. Abby’s heart fell to her stomach.

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