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“His Achilles’ heel,” I said. “So what’s with the bells on clothes then?”
“It deters evil,” Jax said. “And the sound hurts Krampus’s ears. Why do you think Santa wears them around Christmas time? To ensure he isn’t attacked by the fucker.” His brow pinched while his voice deepened.
Okay, the mood had shifted quickly, so I changed the topic. “Anyway, what were you doing in my backyard a couple of weeks ago?” I wanted to see how far they would take this story.
Tatum cleared his throat. “Well, after you almost ran us over, we followed you home to ensure you arrived safely since you were driving all over the road.”
I froze, my mouth falling open. “Itwasreally you?”
They exchanged looks, and Leven shook his head. “That’s what we’ve been saying all night.”
Even now, I struggled to believe them, but how else would they have known about the reindeer incident on our drive to Hirschheim? And right now, I wasn’t sure if it was the whiskey dancing in my mind or their insistence they were telling the truth, but everything felt surreal. And if that was the case, then I intended to enjoy the night and not prod too deeply. Still, if this wasn’t my imagination, then I had to accept the hard facts, that these men were indeed reindeer shifters. God, did that mean werewolves existed too? Why was I even contemplating this?
“Gonna get some drinks.” Jax got up and left the room, returning moments later with several bottles of water, the towel still wrapped around his waist. It saw low on his hip bones, the V tapering off his torso drawing my attention to all his muscles, and lower still to his bulge. When he smirked my way, I burned up and climbed down from the bench, approaching him to collect a bottle. Anything to distract myself—because I had no self-control. And for all I knew, I was keeping company with three murderers. Except they’d been nothing but nice to me.
He handed the other water out and approached the smoking pit, probably to add more water. I screwed open my bottle, standing there with sweat dripping down my arms and legs. I’d need a shower after this.
A sudden explosion of tiny popping sounds detonated from where Jax stood.
I jumped in my skin. The bottle slipped from my grip, falling to the ground as my towel unraveled from around me, cascading down my body.
Everything happened so fast, the crackling sound, panic driving me to rush toward the door stark naked, while the three men laughed.
With my hand on the handle, I stopped and glanced over my shoulder at the three of them cackling while I showed them myassets. Jax opened up his palm and showed me several red berries rolling about.
“They crackle and pop in fire. It’s tradition to use them in spas for good luck,” he said, smiling widely, his gaze settling on my ass. My face burned, but at the same time, something playful slithered through me because with the way they stared at me clearly wasn’t to ridicule me. They liked what they saw. I could tell.
“People use them when camping to scare away predators.” Tatum removed the towel from his lap and reclined, his cock so damn hard and large. I gasped when the other two followed suit, and now there were three erect dicks in this room with me. “So you don’t feel out of place,” he said.
“You’re all a horny bunch,” I said, hurrying to collect my towel and covering myself back up. “What do you think this is; buck mating season?” I half-smiled at my lame joke to break the awkwardness.
“Actually, male reindeer aren’t called bucks. We’re bulls,” Leven said.
“And once you go bull, you won’t give a buck!” Jax hollered in laughter, the sound unrestrained, his joy contagious because I couldn’t help but join in with the rest of the guys at his joke, which was worse than mine. Yep, the three of them were naked without a care in the world, and I fought the urge to ogle.
“What’s the difference between a buck and bull?” I asked.
“Well,” Leven began, already smirking as he lounged on his bench, “you can bull a buck, but you can’t buck a bull.”
The chuckles continued, and that joke flew over my head, but who cared when they sat there naked? But with my bottle in hand, and Jax within arm’s reach, I turned and squirted half my cold water across his chest.
He flinched and hissed.
I giggled even louder. “Payback for scaring the hell out of me and making me drop my towel.”
He stared at me with starved eyes while water dripped down his solid chest in rivets, trailing down his ripped stomach and lower. “I don’t regret a thing.” He stalked toward me, holding an unopened bottle, while Tatum and Leven hooted.
Butterflies swirled in my stomach, and I couldn’t stop the excitement bubbling in my chest as I recoiled. “Don’t you dare.”
My back hit the hot wall, and I reached for Jax’s hand, wrestling against him, unable to quit laughing. But when he seized my other hand and pressed it to the wall above my head, a different kind of scorching heat filled me. His body pinned me in place, and he splashed the water over my head.
I squealed as the coldness washed over me, down my head, over my shoulders, and down my back. Yet my focus remained on his hardness nestled against my stomach, with only my towel between us. The dude was naked, pressing himself up against me, and I loved it. Sure, we’d only just met, but he was a freaking god in stature.
“Get off me,” I said after a moment, and he complied without hesitation. “I see you play dirty.”
When he winked, a thrill jolted through me, weakening my knees. I wasn’t sure if it was the sauna or me, but I might very well be standing in a fire because I was burning up from the inside out. For the first time in forever, I let myself go there with my thoughts for a guy, what it would be like to have a man like Jax in my life, or Tatum or Leven for that matter. So damn sexy and attentive, and the whole protective persona touched a part of me. Yeah, other guys like Dylan had been interested in. me, and I’d always pushed them away, but I hadn’t regretted it because none of them had ever left me floating on clouds. I wasn’t talking about dating because I had to sort out my life with Britta first, but these men captivated my thoughts. Made me stare at them, and then I remembered the sign outside about not ogling in the sauna. Well, hard not to when three naked hunks stared at me.
I tightened the towel around my chest, tucking the loose corner into the fabric under my arm.
