“You getting in, Xavy?” she asked, feeling shy all of a sudden. He was her best friend, her caregiver in a lot of ways. She shouldn’t feel nervous with him, of all people.
Yet, he’d never been in the same bed with her.
“I promise I don’t kick. But Brick snores sometimes,” she whispered.
“Heard that,” Brick said, returning from the bathroom. He climbed into bed with a groan. “Fuck, I’m tired. I feel like I could sleep for a week. Are you getting in, man, or what?”
She had to hide a grin as Xavier climbed into bed. Brick, in his blunt way, had done what she couldn’t with her cajoling.
Just maybe this craziness would work, and wouldn’t that be something?
Weird, freaky Juliet with two hot men in her bed. If only those bullies could see her now.