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“Here, let us get those,” a deep voice comes from beside me.
“Thanks.” I step back, tucking my dark brown locks behind my ears. “I think we have to—”
Lifting my eyes, they instantly widen as I see who’s standing there. Not one, not two, but three men stand there next to me, staring back at me in equal amounts of shock and horror.
“Delaney?” they all say at once. I’ve never heard my name so full of confusion and disbelief.
Ah, No. Nope, this has to be some sick, fucked up joke. Because there’s no way in hell this is happening. Remember the three strangers I mentioned that were my three summer flings? Yeah, well... they just so happen to be standing here before me.
I’m dreaming. I have to be. I bet if I pinch myself, I’ll wake up, and Mom and I will still be driving the car on our way here.
“Ouch,” I mutter as I pinch the underside of my arm. Not a dream. Fuck me.
“Boys, what are you waiting for? Get your sister’s bags.”
Sister? Holy fucking shit. That means... I did not just recently fuck my stepbrothers, did I? God, I totally did.
How the fuck is this my life right now?!
Chapter 1
Delaney
There’s this dumbstruck moment where we all just stand there, gaping at one another with matching looks of horror.
Internally, I’m spiraling right now.
What the hell have you done, Delaney!
One thing I do know for sure, Mom can never find out about this.
“Boys?” James speaks again, sounding perplexed as his sons just stand there like statues.
Well, if they can’t be the logical ones in this very thrown-off-guard moment, then I’ll be.
Plastering a smile onto my lips, I take a step back. “All yours, boys. Thanks again for helping.”
And then all three of their dumbfounded faces slip away. Logan frowns, his body going stiff, Elijah’s brows furrow deeply, seemingly not knowing what to do—poor guy—and Owen? His lips shift into a cocky smile.
“Of course. Anything for our new sister.” Why does he have to make that word sound so sexual? I don’t know if I should be aroused by it or put off.
Not wanting to stand around and find out, I grab the smaller suitcase, turning to join my mom when Logan reaches out to grab the bag.
“I can take that.” He clears his voice.
“Thanks, big guy.” I grin. “But I’ll keep this one with me.”
“Why?” His brows furrow.
“It has all my important things in here.” I pat the side of my bag.
“Like your jewellery and stuff?” Elijah asks, seeming to blink himself out of the shock.
“More like all my sex toys.” I wink, leaving the three of them gaping at me as I take off toward Mom. Look, I’m not gonna start acting like I’m some blushing virgin after fucking each of them only hours after meeting them. Individually, of course. Group sex has not been crossed off my ‘single girl experiences’ bucket list just yet.
“Isn’t that sweet of them,” Mom comments, smiling over my shoulder at the three guys emptying out the trunk.
James looks at them, filled with pride. “They’re excited for your arrival. It’s going to be nice to have some women around here. Living with three jocks isn’t always pleasant,” James chuckles.