coming. I can’t move in with you until I have a car. I can’t afford a car until I save some more money. End of discussion.” She wiggled some more but wasn’t able to budge.
“Kitten. We’re not teaming up on you. We just both want you here with us where we can keep you safe. We want to fall asleep with you between us each night and wake up with you in our arms every morning. Not going to happen in that firetrap of a box you live in now. It’s torture being away from you all the time.” Zander’s way with words melted her heart. She wanted to sleep between them, too.
But she couldn’t afford a car yet and wasn’t going to be dependent on them to get her to and from work or anywhere else she wanted to go. She bit her lip, unsure how to go about working it out.
“Look,” Tag began. “I have connections with the auto wholesale business because of my shop. I’m sure I can get a good deal on a used car that’s in decent enough shape I can take care of it. You can’t go anywhere but around town in it, but it would do for now. You can pay me back on time.”
“Tag…”
“It’s a good deal, kitten, and would mean you get your own set of wheels sooner. Take it. We want you safe and with us,” Zander said, giving her his best puppy-dog eyes.
Well, maybe pit-bull eyes with that bald head of his.
She frowned but couldn’t find any fault in their logic. It would give her more freedom than she had now and it would mean being with them sooner. She was anxious to see if whatever it was between them would last or not. She ached for a home and roots just as much as the men seemed to ache for her.
“I want a copy of the bill of sale and a receipt for any parts you have to buy to make it safe. I’ll pay you out of my salary every week until I’ve paid you back for it,” she told Tag. Then she smiled. “I’m going to accept your kind offer of free labor on the work.”
Tag’s mouth quirked then he outright smiled for all of two seconds before he scowled at her. “I’m not running a charity, Tessa. Don’t expect me to keep it washed and waxed for free.”
She laughed and wrapped her arms around him for a quick hug before she hopped off his lap and jumped into Zander’s arms to hug him as well.
“Hey! Why is he getting in on my hug? I’m the one getting the deal and footing the labor,” he groused.
Zander’s soft chuckle sounded and felt good to her with his arms wrapped around her. Why had she ever been uncomfortable around them and not trusted them? They were good men who genuinely cared about her and her feelings. She vowed to try harder to be what they needed, but it didn’t stop a shiver at the thought of allowing them to tie her up. That might take a bit more time.
“Let’s go scrounge up some boxes, kitten.” Zander slowly released her and let her slide down his body—his very aroused body. She felt her cheeks heat as she looked up at him.
He winked but didn’t say anything. Tessa hurried back to the bedroom to put on her shoes. She prayed she was making the right decision. Moving in after only one date still felt wrong and much too soon, but like they had said, she’d known them for nearly a year and had been running from them for almost that long.
As she followed them through the kitchen to the garage, Tessa prayed she was making the right decision. She had made the decision to trust them when she’d rarely trusted anyone since Paul. Only time would tell if she’d made the right decision where they were concerned. She sure as hell hadn’t with Paul.
Chapter Eight
“You’re fucking kidding, right? This is all you have. There’s nothing in storage somewhere.” Tag’s face tightened even as storm clouds darkened his already black eyes.
“I didn’t have any way to carry anything else, Tag. I don’t need much to live, just some clothes and toiletries. I told you we had too many boxes.” She sighed, stressed now that they saw how she’d been living for the last five
“Kitten. We’re not teaming up on you. We just both want you here with us where we can keep you safe. We want to fall asleep with you between us each night and wake up with you in our arms every morning. Not going to happen in that firetrap of a box you live in now. It’s torture being away from you all the time.” Zander’s way with words melted her heart. She wanted to sleep between them, too.
But she couldn’t afford a car yet and wasn’t going to be dependent on them to get her to and from work or anywhere else she wanted to go. She bit her lip, unsure how to go about working it out.
“Look,” Tag began. “I have connections with the auto wholesale business because of my shop. I’m sure I can get a good deal on a used car that’s in decent enough shape I can take care of it. You can’t go anywhere but around town in it, but it would do for now. You can pay me back on time.”
“Tag…”
“It’s a good deal, kitten, and would mean you get your own set of wheels sooner. Take it. We want you safe and with us,” Zander said, giving her his best puppy-dog eyes.
Well, maybe pit-bull eyes with that bald head of his.
She frowned but couldn’t find any fault in their logic. It would give her more freedom than she had now and it would mean being with them sooner. She was anxious to see if whatever it was between them would last or not. She ached for a home and roots just as much as the men seemed to ache for her.
“I want a copy of the bill of sale and a receipt for any parts you have to buy to make it safe. I’ll pay you out of my salary every week until I’ve paid you back for it,” she told Tag. Then she smiled. “I’m going to accept your kind offer of free labor on the work.”
Tag’s mouth quirked then he outright smiled for all of two seconds before he scowled at her. “I’m not running a charity, Tessa. Don’t expect me to keep it washed and waxed for free.”
She laughed and wrapped her arms around him for a quick hug before she hopped off his lap and jumped into Zander’s arms to hug him as well.
“Hey! Why is he getting in on my hug? I’m the one getting the deal and footing the labor,” he groused.
Zander’s soft chuckle sounded and felt good to her with his arms wrapped around her. Why had she ever been uncomfortable around them and not trusted them? They were good men who genuinely cared about her and her feelings. She vowed to try harder to be what they needed, but it didn’t stop a shiver at the thought of allowing them to tie her up. That might take a bit more time.
“Let’s go scrounge up some boxes, kitten.” Zander slowly released her and let her slide down his body—his very aroused body. She felt her cheeks heat as she looked up at him.
He winked but didn’t say anything. Tessa hurried back to the bedroom to put on her shoes. She prayed she was making the right decision. Moving in after only one date still felt wrong and much too soon, but like they had said, she’d known them for nearly a year and had been running from them for almost that long.
As she followed them through the kitchen to the garage, Tessa prayed she was making the right decision. She had made the decision to trust them when she’d rarely trusted anyone since Paul. Only time would tell if she’d made the right decision where they were concerned. She sure as hell hadn’t with Paul.
Chapter Eight
“You’re fucking kidding, right? This is all you have. There’s nothing in storage somewhere.” Tag’s face tightened even as storm clouds darkened his already black eyes.
“I didn’t have any way to carry anything else, Tag. I don’t need much to live, just some clothes and toiletries. I told you we had too many boxes.” She sighed, stressed now that they saw how she’d been living for the last five
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