Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
God.
I was never going to make it through dinner.
Bishop leaned in and kissed my cheek. “Untuck your pants, boy. We’re the only ones who need to see how sexy you are…and how much you’re looking forward to dessert.”
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
“If I die right here, will you donate my stuffies to charity?” I closed my eyes as he kissed my cheek and chuckled softly. “And probably my crayons too.”
Bishop went into full Daddy mode as he shifted to stand in front of me, kissing my cheek again and untucking my shirt. As he took care of me, blocking the view from the front of the restaurant, he nuzzled against my cheek. “You’re not going to die because in just a moment, you’re going to realize you’re not the only one dealing with a similar problem.”
It took a second for his words to sink in.
Both of them?
I shouldn’t have peeked.
The sensible thing would’ve been to run back to my car and hide. The polite thing would’ve been to ignore the teasing comment altogether. But I clearly wasn’t polite or sensible…because I peeked. Yep, Bishop was hard, but that wasn’t surprising because he was always hard.
God. I was insane…I peeked around Bishop.
Cohen just laughed and nodded, not finding my ridiculously cheeky behavior to be frustrating at all. “Naughty boy.”
Bishop grinned, nodding as I hid behind my hands. “Yes, a naughty pup needed a naughty boy. It seemed only fitting.”
That was some Eli logic right there.
“That’s complete Eli logic. I might be scarred.” Cohen’s dramatic scoff had me giggling, and I found myself peeking through my fingers as I leaned around Bishop again.
“That’s what I was thinking.” My overly excited exclamation had Cohen nodding and grinning.
“Great minds think alike.” Then he winked.
He winked at me.
As the bats in my stomach started circling, I looked back at Bishop, turned on but worried. It was a weird mix…but I was more worried about Bishop than the bats.
He was grinning.
What had my life come to that I was on a date with my Daddy and…my Daddy’s Dom?
Wait.
Was it a date?
I wanted to know…but not enough to actually ask.
“I’m nervous, Daddy.” The whispered words came out low, but the soft sound Cohen made said he’d heard them too.
I wasn’t sure how I felt about that, but Bishop didn’t seem to mind.
“I know, cutie.” He inched closer and leaned in to kiss me gently, gawkers in the parking lot be damned.
When he stepped back, he stroked my cheek and looked deep into my eyes. “But sometimes the best things in life are scary at first. Will you try for me?”
It was crazy, right?
Yeah, it was crazy.
I wasn’t even sure what he wanted, much less what Cohen wanted, but they were right there in front of me. It was like the universe was dangling my fantasy just out of reach. I wanted to step forward and grab it with both hands, but I wasn’t sure I was strong enough.
Nodding slowly, I tried to get the words out but they were stuck.
As I swallowed, Cohen stepped behind Bishop and wrapped his arms around my sweet, strong-willed Daddy. He even gave me a cute pout as he stroked Daddy’s chest temptingly. “Come on. Look at our pup. You can’t say no to this face.”
Our pup.
He didn’t want me to say no?
Did he want me to say yes?
I didn’t want to fuck anything up, but this was so out of my comfort zone I was on a different planet. I hardly dated, much less had two men watching me like…like I was tempting. Looking at Bishop, though, I knew that as crazy as it all sounded and no matter how it turned out, this was what Bishop wanted…us all together…however that was going to look.
Would I have a Dom and a Daddy?
Would Cohen just be my friend?
Would he be anything to me?
God, I had so many questions, but I kept coming back to the tender need on Bishop’s face and the curious hope on Cohen’s.
Taking a deep breath, I nodded.
I was going to do this…whatever this turned out to be.
“Our pup needs to work on communication.” My cheeky response had Cohen chuckling and Bishop rolling his eyes. “My Daddy says it’s very important, but our pup has some questions to answer.”
Cohen shifted behind Bishop and a soft thud had Bishop making a needy groan.
Had Cohen spanked him?
Fuck.
I was hard again.
“Yes, cutie.” Cohen’s smile seemed to shift to something more wicked as he nodded. “We’re going to work on our pup’s communication, but for now, questions and eventually dessert?”
Nodding, I let out a slow breath and tried to push out the last of the bats that had taken up residence in my stomach.
It didn’t work.
“That sounds good.”
Bishop made a sexy groan. “Dessert sounds more than good, cutie.”
Oh, what kind of dessert were we talking about?
Their low, dirty chuckles said my question was written all over my face. I tried getting my chatty face to behave, but Bishop shot my control all to hell. He pulled me close and pressed his lips to mine.