With his words the reservoir breaks, and the gut wrenching sob I’d been holding back bounces off the sides of the wall. Their arms find me, giving me solace and warmth like a lighthouse does to a ship that’s been lost at sea.
TWELVE
Stop Being a Brat, Pres
The Donovan brothers have ruined me for any other men. That is all.
-Presley
Your twenties are supposedto be about living in the moment and letting loose. Yet, the Donovan brothers are anti-fun when it comes to me.
Especially since the party, which I do understand. I'm not sure I'll ever be the same, but if anything it's given me more of a will to live.
What if Drew would have taken my virginity? I once thought of it as a gift, but now I'm not so sure.
Gunner has put me on Zoloft for six months, and we will reevaluate then. Now that it's gotten in my system, I can tell the difference, and I'm thankful. There's no shame in needing help.
Last night I brought up me dating again, but they're still beingcockblockers. They think I still have some healing to do. I'm not denying that, but I also don't want to waste any more time. I almost died! I’ve waited most of my life, and I don’t want to waste another minute.
What would it hurt them if someone bent me over a table and just railed me from behind? The answer is it wouldn't. Not at all. Not even a tiny bit.
Huffing my frustration into the air, I throw my backpack over my shoulder. Out of nowhere, a hand slams up against the hood of my car making me scream.
My stepbrother's easygoing laughter rings through the air. "Don't be an asshole, Kai."
He hooks his free arm through mine, but not before giving me a captivating grin. I hate him. "Don't be like that, Pres. Are you ready for Gunner's lame-ass lecture?"
Yes, I'm always ready when it comes to you, and Gunner."Absolutely not. I'm not ready for this semester to begin at all."
What I want to add is...do you think you and Gunner can take me on his desk? Because 10 out 10 I would recommend!
Although Gunner's checked in almost every waking hour, I haven't seen him much this week. They still don’t have any leads on the murders, so he’s been on call 24/7 at the Asylum.
My heart has missed him. Without both of them with me, I feel incomplete. Which is a big reason why I need to start dating. Red flags are going off in my brain by the thousands.
What good will come from me dating my stepbrothers? Besides orgasms for days, I've got nothing. We couldn't be together long term, and I couldn't just keep one. No, I want them both.
Kai, and I have always been joined at the hip while Gunner works. Unless he's at Rugby practice, or at a party, he's basically up my ass. I have no clue when he has time to hook up with girls,but I'm glad I don't know any of the details. Our relationship dynamic is my favorite until it's not. With his attitude about me dating, I don't have time to hook up with anyone either.
Kai slides his hand down, and laces our fingers together. To say that my eyebrows shoot up to my forehead would be an understatement, I'm pretty sure they have flown up into orbit somewhere.
He doesn't make a big deal about it, so I don't either. "Why do you call me a Guard Dog but Gunner gets to be Daddy Dearest?"
I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing, but it doesn't stop a lopsided smile from forming. "How long have you been wanting to ask me that question?"
He smirks. "A while, now please answer the question."
"Since you're being such a good dog, I'll throw you a bone."
He drops my hand and tries to storm off. I chase after him laughing. "Come on, I was kidding. I'm sorry."
He takes my hand again with a huff. "You're always happy, you never complain about what I feed us, and any guy that comes near me you try to bite."
He smiles. "Okay, I'm not as upset about it. Will you call me daddy at least one time though?"
I laugh. "Ew! You wish."
I can't tell you how many guys Kai has scared away since I've been here at PHU.
