The Promotion (Contemporary Reverse Harem 3)

But gracious as always, she broke into a giant grin and made her way around the room greeting each one of us. I spotted a hint of sadness in her eyes, but she was working hard to hide it.

She took the champagne I’d poured her. “Okay, guys. Why did you want me to come by tonight so badly? I’m thrilled to see you, but I feel like we all know how this is going to end.”

End. That word did not sit well.

“Let’s all go up to the game room and get comfortable, okay?” I suggested. In spite of how the evening might have gone, I wanted them all to feel at home in my house.

Once upstairs, Anson stood at the head of the room, having been designated the evening’s spokesman.

“Maizy, we have something to talk to you about—”

But she cut him off.

“I’ve already made my mind up that I’m not choosing. I’ll remain single and work will be just fine.”

She didn’t sound convinced.

“This has been a wonderful, sexy adventure. But I never expected to fall for all of you.”

I wasn’t an overly sensitive guy, but she was tormented, and that felt like a knife in my heart. I resisted the urge to hold her and tell her everything was going to be okay. Because I didn’t know yet if it would.

“And we didn’t expect to fall for you, either,” Anson said. “But

the fact is, we did.”

Oh, damn, now tears were slipping down her pretty face. I was a sucker for a crying woman.

Anson continued. “Maizy, we have something to say, and you owe it to us to listen.”

Sniffling, she looked around at each of us and nodded, permitting Anson to continue.

“We will always support you, regardless of what happens. We wanted to let you know that, first,” he said.

I nodded at Anson for support.

“We want to all stay together. The five of us.”

Her brow furrowed in confusion. It was really kind of cute.

“Baby, we want to share you. We could live together or keep our own places. It’s up to you.”

She looked around at us.

Anson chimed in. “I don’t know how that will impact your promotion, or your relationship with my evil sister-in-law, but this is what we want. And we believe it’s the best thing for you, too. Think about it for a bit. We believe you’ll agree.”

The room was silent for what felt like hours. The only thing to be heard was the city traffic in the distance.

“It’s okay. I don’t have to think about it,” she said.

I looked around at the other guys and realized we were all holding our breath to some degree.

The moment of truth.

“I agree with you,” she said.

“Agree with what? What do you mean?” I asked.

“I accept your offer.” She burst out laughing, and I was across the room like a bolt of lightning, picking her up and laying her back on the thick rug beneath our feet to run kisses up her luscious thighs.