My 3 Rockstar Bosses

“This is really tasty,” I said to my mom.

“Should I pack you some to go, honey?”

Why would she ask that?

I looked down and noticed that my nipples stood up hard as rock candy through my dress.

Oh no!

Embarrassed and blushing like a fool, I crossed my arms over my chest. Ethel had already seen everything, though. She smiled at me again, eyes twinkling like the fairy godmother of free love and unprotected sex. On the phone earlier, we talked about me spending the night in Brooklyn since the guys gave me the time off to be with my parents.

But every time I shifted around, my cunt throbbed like mad.

Alphas or parents? The decision is easy.

My twat drizzled its honey in my panties, eager to take all three pieces of meat again. I squeezed my legs together and nearly whimpered with need. Nick, Trent and Mason were at the hotel. In an hour, if I took the subway, I could be back there with them. A taxi would take even less time.

Decision made.

“Yes, Mom, that would be great if you could pack some food. I’d appreciate it so much.”

Ethel’s look said she knew exactly what I was rushing back to.

“Wait,” Dad said, looking like he’d lost the plot. “I thought you were going to spend the night here.”

I bit my lip and hid a sigh of sexual frustration. “I was, but I got an urgent call on the way to Brooklyn. I have to get back to work. They need me. Told you guys that the band was pretty demanding.”

I crossed my fingers and hoped not to get struck by lightning for the lie.

“They work you too hard over there, Katy,” Dad said, looking worried, but not too worried to stop eating.

Mom smiled beatifically and raised a spoonful of creamy mashed potatoes to her lips. “I'm sure she doesn't mind, honey. Like her mother, our Katy isn't afraid of a little hard work.”

More heat flooded my face, but I giggled and pushed away from the table. Ethel had a sense of humor for sure, and I appreciated her for it because things have turned out so different from what I expected. Was it just a couple months ago she’d pushed me to apply for this job? And now, things were so different.

Because I’ve fallen in love with Alpha

Prime. It’s not the hours, the non-stop traveling, or the ceaseless demands. It’s how I feel about the three men and how those blue eyes haunt my every waking moment.

But this wasn’t supposed to happen. I’m a lowly assistant, hired to serve their needs. And yet, my mind couldn’t help wondering. Where was this going? Were we going to figure out something permanent? Or was I merely a temporary fixture, someone and something to ease their stress during an especially difficult tour?

There were no answers, and I knew that at some point or another, I’d have to level up. Because I’d spun into the abyss with these men, head over heels in love … and there was no coming back as hard as I tried.

CHAPTER TWELVE

Katy

I bounced happily down the pavement. Because tonight was going to be a surprise. Mason, Trent and Nick had ordered me to take a night off, and yet I was heading back to Manhattan to be in their arms. Ethel and Bernard were already fading from memory, the taste of meatloaf dissipating as I looked up at tall Manhattan skyscrapers.

Walking quickly towards the hotel, I shoved my hands into the pockets of my thin coat. Leaving my parents was usually tearful and a drawn-out affair, but not when the band was involved.

Suddenly, a voice interrupted my reverie.

“Hey, Katy!” Vaguely, I heard the voice from behind but didn't pay it any attention. Instead, I walked faster toward the hotel where my lovers waited.

“Katy! Wait up. I want to talk to you!”

Who? What?