wrong with you. If it’s something you consent to and enjoy, it’s natural. And believe me when I say, there was nothing sexier than seeing and feeling you let go the way did with Nate’s hand around that sexy elegant throat of yours,” Tyler interjected with hooded eyes and arousal in every line of his body. “Come on darlin’, the bed’s made and I’m wiped out.”
Climbing out with his help, Keeley couldn’t help but admire the solidness of his chest. The way his muscles rippled with movement as he knelt down to dry her off. Turning so he could dry her back, she watched as Nathaniel got up and out of the tub. His chest was a work of art; very defined pecs, they were solid muscle. An eight pack of abs that were so hard she could probably bounce a quarter off of him and not make a dent. His Semper Fi tattoo on the right pec was simple in calligraphy writing, but defined who he was and what he stood for. She also noticed that he had the same tattoo as Tyler on his left arm and shoulder. Brothers in Arms it read, on a waving American flag with an eagle flying over it.
“Did your whole unit have that tattoo?” she asked pointing to Nathaniel’s shoulder.
“Yes, we got them done after our first tour,” Nathaniel told her before picking her up and carrying her to bed. Kissing her goodnight Nathaniel climbed in beside her, laying her head on his chest and wrapping his arm around her back to settle on her ribs. Once Tyler shut off the light he climbed in behind her, kissing the back of her head and whispering goodnight, he molded his front to her back. Within minutes, Keeley fell asleep into one of the best nights of sleep she’d had in her life.
Chapter 10
F eeling better than she had in years, both physically and emotionally, Keeley decided that she was going to make the guys dinner. After a week of staying in their home, they had finally gone back to work yesterday, and she wanted to do something nice for them. With limited mobility in her wrist still a factor, she decided on spaghetti and meatballs. Washing her hands proved to be difficult though.
Lost in thought thinking over the last week and how attentive Nathaniel and Tyler had been to her, she realized how truly happy she was here. They slept with her every night, but had yet to make a more intimate move on her again. At first she thought maybe it was because they truly did think there was something wrong with her for enjoying the way Nathaniel had wrapped his hand around her throat, but then she would see the heated looks they gave her when they thought she wasn’t looking, and all the kissing left her breathless. It was amazing how just one week could change her outlook on life. How she felt stronger in their presence. When the nightmares would come from her abuse, they were there to calm her fears by telling her how much she meant to them and that it wasn’t her fault. Not once did they ask about what gave her the nightmares, or why she screamed out in fear if they loomed over top of her trying to wake her up. They had to know something was very wrong but they were patient with her, which was what she needed from them and they instinctively knew that.
Not hearing the front door open or the footsteps come into the kitchen, she was startled by someone screeching, “Bitch, who the fuck are you?” Jumping, Keeley spun around in surprise and looked at the woman who just walked into Nathaniel and Tyler’s house without a qualm. She was nearly six feet tall with blonde hair and blue eyes, and she would have been gorgeous except for the ton of makeup that she was wearing. Giving Keeley the worst stink eye she’d ever received, she repeated her question. “Bitch, I said, who the fuck are you and why are you in my men’s house?”
Still baffled, she stuttered out hesitantly, “I’m Keeley, Nathaniel and Tyler’s girlfriend.” This made the woman scream bloody murder.
“No, you’re fucking not!!! I am!!” Flinching as she took a few steps
Climbing out with his help, Keeley couldn’t help but admire the solidness of his chest. The way his muscles rippled with movement as he knelt down to dry her off. Turning so he could dry her back, she watched as Nathaniel got up and out of the tub. His chest was a work of art; very defined pecs, they were solid muscle. An eight pack of abs that were so hard she could probably bounce a quarter off of him and not make a dent. His Semper Fi tattoo on the right pec was simple in calligraphy writing, but defined who he was and what he stood for. She also noticed that he had the same tattoo as Tyler on his left arm and shoulder. Brothers in Arms it read, on a waving American flag with an eagle flying over it.
“Did your whole unit have that tattoo?” she asked pointing to Nathaniel’s shoulder.
“Yes, we got them done after our first tour,” Nathaniel told her before picking her up and carrying her to bed. Kissing her goodnight Nathaniel climbed in beside her, laying her head on his chest and wrapping his arm around her back to settle on her ribs. Once Tyler shut off the light he climbed in behind her, kissing the back of her head and whispering goodnight, he molded his front to her back. Within minutes, Keeley fell asleep into one of the best nights of sleep she’d had in her life.
Chapter 10
F eeling better than she had in years, both physically and emotionally, Keeley decided that she was going to make the guys dinner. After a week of staying in their home, they had finally gone back to work yesterday, and she wanted to do something nice for them. With limited mobility in her wrist still a factor, she decided on spaghetti and meatballs. Washing her hands proved to be difficult though.
Lost in thought thinking over the last week and how attentive Nathaniel and Tyler had been to her, she realized how truly happy she was here. They slept with her every night, but had yet to make a more intimate move on her again. At first she thought maybe it was because they truly did think there was something wrong with her for enjoying the way Nathaniel had wrapped his hand around her throat, but then she would see the heated looks they gave her when they thought she wasn’t looking, and all the kissing left her breathless. It was amazing how just one week could change her outlook on life. How she felt stronger in their presence. When the nightmares would come from her abuse, they were there to calm her fears by telling her how much she meant to them and that it wasn’t her fault. Not once did they ask about what gave her the nightmares, or why she screamed out in fear if they loomed over top of her trying to wake her up. They had to know something was very wrong but they were patient with her, which was what she needed from them and they instinctively knew that.
Not hearing the front door open or the footsteps come into the kitchen, she was startled by someone screeching, “Bitch, who the fuck are you?” Jumping, Keeley spun around in surprise and looked at the woman who just walked into Nathaniel and Tyler’s house without a qualm. She was nearly six feet tall with blonde hair and blue eyes, and she would have been gorgeous except for the ton of makeup that she was wearing. Giving Keeley the worst stink eye she’d ever received, she repeated her question. “Bitch, I said, who the fuck are you and why are you in my men’s house?”
Still baffled, she stuttered out hesitantly, “I’m Keeley, Nathaniel and Tyler’s girlfriend.” This made the woman scream bloody murder.
“No, you’re fucking not!!! I am!!” Flinching as she took a few steps
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