go along with them. Well she was not some whore that just picked up strangers and had ménage a trois with them for shits and giggles.
She had asked them to leave her alone, and Damon had angrily stated that under no circumstances would they ever leave her alone again. Devin quickly agreed with his brother, but seeing her mutinous glare, he seemed to realize that they were pushing her too hard, so he dragged Damon out the door with a promise to her that they wouldn’t be far. Right now they were sitting outside the hospital room in those silly hard plastic chairs guarding her door. Or at least that was what her friend and nurse, Tina, told her when she came into the room to check Caroline’s vitals. Caroline could tell that Tina was desperate to know who the men were, and why they were sticking so close to her, but she didn’t ask. For that Caroline was grateful. She didn’t know the answers to the questions in Tina’s eyes, and she wasn’t sure she was ready to face them yet. She did know that she felt safe with these two men, and in her gut she knew that she needed to explore her reaction to them. She fought her own pride at being ordered around, and having her life “handled” for her, but she knew logically that she didn’t have many options.
She had no family to call, and very few friends that she was comfortable asking to help her. She needed a place to stay, and according to Devin, they had an extra bedroom at their home with a separate bathroom. He said that they usually rented the room out or let friends use it, but seeing as how it was currently empty, they would happily let her use it. But why would strangers let her live in their home for free? What did they want from her?
She felt her face flush again at the lascivious thoughts that filled her brain whenever she asked herself that question. She could see in their eyes what they wanted from her, and she wanted it as much as they did, but she was determined to prove that stubborn Damon wrong. She was no man’s possession.
Caroline had called Molly and Tyler’s hospital room, and Molly assured her that they were doing wonderfully. She told Caroline that she had already spoken with her sister in Denver, and she was coming to Kansas City tomorrow to load them up and take them to her house until they could get back on their feet. She cut the conversation short when Molly started to cry and thanked her for saving their lives. In Caroline’s mind she hadn’t done anything that anyone else wouldn’t have done, but she knew better in her heart. She had almost died saving Molly and Tyler.
As she thought about everything that had happened, Caroline heard the brothers’ gruff voices outside arguing with another voice that was softer, but definitely male. She leaned forward to try and see around the privacy curtain that blocked the doorway. Just then her coworker, Carter Lawrence, came hurrying into the room followed very closely by an angry Devin, and an equally angry Damon. Clearly they were not happy to see Carter, but she smiled politely and reached her hand out to take the bouquet of daisies that he held.
“Caroline, I’m so glad to see you’re okay! When I heard what happened and how close you came to dying...” he broke off and looked at her with so much emotion in his eyes that Caroline felt her heart break. She knew that Carter wanted her, and he had asked her out multiple times, but there was no spark with him. She saw him as a brother, but not a lover.
The two thunderclouds standing next to the other side of her bed, however, caused her to clench her thighs as she caught another whiff of their masculine scent, and felt their dominating anger radiating out at this intruder. They looked dark and dangerous, and she couldn’t help but feel her insides melt, and her heart race.
“Thank you, Carter. As you can see I’m just perfect, in fact Dr. Lou says I’ll be out of here tomorrow. The flowers are lovely. What a sweet gesture!” Carter