After a night full of dreams that left me waking up soaked and aching with need, I desperately needed coffee. I put my underwear back on but decided to stay in just the shirt since I was the only one up. I made my way quietly downstairs and started a pot of coffee. While it brewed, I searched through the pantry and fridge and got out all the ingredients for breakfast. Once the coffee was done, I made my cup and took a few sips as I leaned against the island and contemplated where my life was at.
Only yesterday I was worried about being found out and dying while living in a small one room apartment. Now here I was sipping expensive coffee in the most amazing kitchen I've ever cooked in, with a room in a gorgeous mansion complete with a fluffy bed, making food for three of the sexiest men I've ever seen, all of whom seem to want me. I shook my head in wonder as I set my coffee down and set music to play on my phone. I wasn't someone that liked silence, so I always played music when I cooked.
I started making the dough for the biscuits since they had to start cooking first. Once I got the dough mixed and the biscuits in the oven, it was time for the gravy. I was excited to find that they had cast iron pans in the kitchen and started to brown the sausage I found, adding seasonings as it cooked. A really good song came on and I started to swing my hips to the beat and dance around the kitchen as I worked on the gravy.
Still dancing I pulled the biscuits out of the oven and filled a tray and put the finished gravy in a large bowl. I set the finished food on the island and turned to get plates when I saw that all three men were standing in the doorway, watching me dance and cook. I blushed when I saw the desire in their eyes.
"Oh! I'm sorry… did I wake you up? Was the music too loud?"
Asher shook his head and smirked. "Nope. The smell of the food woke us up and then we came down to the most amazing view."
I looked at them confused. "You mean the finished food?"
Jericho snorted. "You really don't know how beautiful you are, do you?"
I stared at them like they were crazy. Me? Beautiful?
"You don't have to say things like that to make me feel better. I know I'm not attractive. But I do appreciate the flattery."
They all got solemn looks and Asher came forward and took my face in his hands and gazed deeply into my eyes.
"Sweetheart, you are anything but unattractive. You're so beautiful it takes my breath away. And when you add in how smart, skilled, and adaptive you are… you're a complete dream come true. Never sell yourself short and never call yourself unattractive again."
He bent his head as he angled my face and took my lips in a soft kiss that had me sighing in pleasure. I'd never had anyone be so gentle with me and be so determined in building me up.
"You really think I'm pretty?"
I knew my voice was meek and uncertain, but I'd never heard someone say I was pretty before. I looked at Jericho and Deacon to see them nodding.
"Absolutely. If I'm being completely honest, I was hard the entire time watching you clean the party room. Watching you bend over was pure torture. And your kisses are fucking heaven."
I stared wide-eyed at Jericho and blinked several times. They really did think I was pretty. I remembered how Deacon had reacted to me last night. I heard their quick intake of breath as I smiled wide in pure happiness.
"Thank you. You have no idea how happy that makes me." I glanced at the island. "Oh shit! Please sit down and I'll bring the plates. You need to eat before it gets cold."
Deacon laughed. "I'll grab the plates. Food that smells that good shouldn't go to waste."
They all moved to the island and sat and filled their plates. The moans of appreciation were all the thanks I needed. I gave them all a smug smile.
"See… told ya I could cook."
"Fuck sweetheart, you weren't kidding. This is amazing." Asher moaned. "We're gonna have to hit the gym more often with you cooking this good cause I plan on eating at home a lot more often."
I laughed and eyed them. "Yeah, I don't think you have that to worry about. All three of you have muscles and abs for days. And trust me, it's a mouthwatering view already."
Deacon, Jericho, and Asher all gave that knowing sexy grin that only sexy as sin men can pull off. I swear I needed to get my clothes soon cause my panties were drowning and needed to tap out for another pair.
I watched as they all inhaled deeply as I'm sure the scent of my desire was strong in the room. Turning red, I cleared my throat.
"Um, once you guys are done and I've got the kitchen cleaned back up, can we go and get my stuff? It's not much I promise."
"Absolutely. We're happy to help. Just let me know when you're ready to go." Asher nodded at me and gestured to Jericho and Deacon. "We can definitely handle the heavy lifting."
I laughed. "No heavy lifting required. Like I said, it's not much."
"Well, we'd all still like to go with you if you don't mind."
I smiled and nodded at Jericho. "Oh absolutely. I don't mind."
With happy smiles we all finished eating and they sat and drank coffee and talked business while I got the dishes taken care of and got the counters cleaned down. I dried my hands on a towel and looked at them.
"Ok. Let me go grab pants and my shoes and we can head out." I headed for the stairs and stopped and turned back to them. "Oh, and I hope you guys don't want your shirts back and if you do, then tough shit. I'm keeping them. They're now my favorites. Although, you may need to wear them once in a while so they'll still smell like you."
I saw Deacon laugh as Jericho and Asher looked at me in surprise. I grinned and made my escape up to my room before they could say anything. Giggling, I pulled on my pants and shoes, grabbed my purse, and made sure I had my keys. Leaving my room, I bounced down the stairs in excitement.
"Ok! I'm ready. Let's do this!"
Grinning at my energy, Asher held the door open to the garage and flicked the light on. My jaw dropped when I saw the cars that were in the garage. So many rich boy toys but all the best ones. Decked out trucks and SUVs for these men. No flashy cars in sight. Some older hotrods. My breath caught when I spotted the three Harley's in the corner. I walked over and gently stroked the chrome on each one.
I looked at the guys to see them smiling at me. "God, these are such sexy pieces of machinery. Do you think I could ride with one of you sometime? I've always wanted to but never got the chance."
Deacon gave me a wink. "I think that can be arranged. On one condition."
"Sure. Name it."
"You've got to go for a ride with each one of us."
"You got yourself a deal!" I gave a squeal and a happy dance that had them all laughing.
Asher walked to an impressive black truck and opened the door.
"I think we should take this one today. That way it's easier to bring your things."
I gave a small smile. "We can take an SUV if you want. Really, you won't need that much space."
"We'll still take the truck. It's been a while since she's gone out."
Asher held out his hand and helped me up into the truck since it was lifted. His hand lingered in mine, and I gave him a smile. "Thanks, Ash."
His answering smile made my breath catch. "You're very welcome, my lovely Zoey." He glanced back at the other two. "Load up guys. Let's get our girl moved."
With happy smiles, we all settled in the cab and with a roar of the diesel engine we headed to my apartment.