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CASEY
“This is so embarrassing,” she whined as she looked over her bare shoulder.
Those big brown eyes of hers that made me feel alive connected with mine. Fuck, I felt that look in the base of my balls. A muscle ticked under my eye, and my cock started to grow beneath the poorly chosen gym shorts I was wearing.
“Nothing to be embarrassed about. Your fever is coming down.”
“I got sick. In Malcolm’s bed.” She winced. I chuckled. “If anyone deserved to have their bed puked on, it would be the big grump. He doesn’t care. He told you he already ordered a new bed anyways.”
“Why is that? I mean, he couldn’t have known I would blow chunks.”
“Rosie.” I shook my head.
“But that bed is like a flipping cloud.
“I don’t know,” I lied. I knew exactly why he had ordered a bigger one. He was making plans for the four of us to become one. But she wasn’t ready to know that yet. “He mentioned he needed something a little bigger,” I muttered. With one of my hands on the small of her back, I checked the temperature of the water with the other.
“Bigger? Than the one he has? What’s he planning, an orgy?” she joked, and when our eyes connected again, she licked those pretty lips of hers. I had to bite a groan away. Fuck. Are four people an orgy? Suddenly, almost like she could see too much in my heated gaze, she nervously glanced away. I didn’t think we would qualify as an orgy, but we were definitely going to need more space if the four of us would be using it in the near future.
“Okay,”—I cleared my throat,— “water’s good,” I announced. Ahe straightened, and when she reached in, she softly yelped.
“It’s cold.” She looked up at me with pleading eyes. Fuck, telling her no would be a bitch.
“Rosie—” I started to remind her that she had a fever, but our girl was sassy, even when she was sick.
“It is.” She frowned and then sniffled. “My fever is better. You don’t have to do this. You guys don’t even have to watch me. You can go back to work.” I straightened and sat on the edge of the tub.
We were in the small bathroom that was attached to her bedroom.
After Jett and I had spoken in the kitchen, he returned to Mal’s room and cuddled with our girl. Sneaking in to steal a peek of them snuggled close together had felt right.
We were all on the same page.
Almost.
We just had to figure out how to talk her into it. When she woke up, we made sure she had breakfast before giving her medicine. Before we knew it, she fell asleep again. She slept most of the day and into the evening, but Jett said that was normal.
Malcom had come home about three hours ago, and we woke her up to eat dinner with her. And then, about twenty minutes ago, we discovered it had been way too heavy for her when she got sick. Together, the three of us divided and conquered.
I’d been assigned to making sure she showered and changed, and Jett and Mal would take care of the mess and putting new bedding on as well as setting up the living room for an impromptu movie night so she could sit up and hopefully eat something light that wouldn’t bug her stomach.
“Are you trying to get rid of me?” I playfully pretended to be offended.
“You and Jett watched over me all day.”
“We did.” I nodded. She watched me carefully.
“And Mal mentioned you guys are off the rest of the week,” she shared softly as she studied me.
“We are.”
“Is it... is it because of me?”
“It’s because we are the bosses, and we’re entitled to some time off.”
“Time off should be for vacations. Fun stuff. Not watching me because I have some kind of funky bug that is honestly getting better.” My hand moved to brush a curl out of her face.
“How long have you known us?” I asked, a little more serious than she was used to hearing from me.
