She perched her chin on her knees, her lashes fanning across her cheeks, her hair spilling around her. “Whatever goes on at Hammer’s club? I want to know.”
Holy shit. His heart revved. His cock jerked. His mind was beyond blown. Of all the things she might have said, he’d never expected that.
This night just kept getting better.
“You want us to tell you?” Seth quizzed silkily.
Fuck talking. “Or you want us to show you?”
“M-maybe both.”
The triumph on Seth’s face mirrored his own. Oh, they could show her plenty—open her mind and satisfy her submissive desires. But their little girl would never be interested in their respective kinks. They’d need to keep those tucked away.
“We’ll indulge whatever curiosity you have,” Beck promised.
Seth wasn’t that smooth. “Hell, all of them. Let’s start now. We’ll open that bottle of wine so we can drink it off you.”
As the big guy began dragging her down for a kiss, Beck grabbed the tiebacks again and reached for her ankles.
“Wait! I’m not done. One last thing.” She thrust out her hands to stay them, looking decidedly nervous. “You have to promise me… If I don’t want to stay when school is done, you’ll let me go for good.”
He bit back a growl. Heavenly was both smart and cautious. Of course she would give herself an escape clause. Beck had to believe that once he and Seth got her back to LA and under their roof, they would drown her in so much toe-curling bliss and unconditional love, she’d never want to leave. But she was looking for a guarantee.
“Fine. If you decide we’re not what you want, you’re free to go. We’ll even help you.” Beck reached for the notepad emblazoned with the inn’s logo on the front and jotted his assurances on paper, signed it, and passed it to Seth.
The big guy scanned it and scowled. “Fuck.”
“You know I’m right,” Beck challenged. Heavenly would only truly give them a chance if she felt like she had options.
“Yeah.” Despite his grumbling, Seth signed it, too, then shoved it back in his face.
“What is that?” Heavenly craned her head to see the note.
Beck ripped it off the pad and handed her the slip of paper. “We’re giving you a safety net. This says that if you want to leave at the end of the semester, we’ll hand you a plane ticket to anywhere and fifty grand. But only after you talk to us. No more running off without a goddamn word.”
She gasped. “Oh, my gosh. That’s so generous. I don’t know what to say…”
“Do we have an agreement?”
“Yes.”
“We have to decide the future together,” Seth growled. “Even if that’s apart. Your disappearance gutted us.”
Note in hand, she launched herself against the big guy. “I’m sorry. You may not believe me, but leaving you hurt me, too.”
Seth curled his arms around her and held her tight. Beck braced her from behind, dropping a kiss on her head.
It would be easy to linger here like this, but their negotiation wasn’t over.
Beck forced himself to pull away. “Now that we’ve agreed to your terms, we have some of our own.”
She whirled his way. “You do?”
“Why are you surprised? This is a two-way street. Well, three-way,” Seth put in. “But we all have to agree on everything we discuss today if we have any chance of making this work.”
“What do you want?”
“First,” Beck began. “No more objections about how much we spend on you or how we decide to pamper you. If we didn’t want to or couldn’t afford it, we wouldn’t. Agreed?”