LOGINMARIAN.“Ahh.” Zephyr simply says, and when I look between him and Zayden, they both look like they’re having some sort of conversation that I am not a part of.I can see the side of Zephyr’s mouth slowly curving into something that I know is bound to be a mocking smile, and if I wasn’t so tired and a little too frustrated, I might have grabbed a pan and hit it on both their heads.Zayden laughs again, and Zephyr joins in, the way they don’t even have to say a word yet they can communicate with each other makes me roll my eyes. “Got it.” Zephyr says amidst laughter.“You got nothing! He didn’t even speak, how the fuck would you be able to get anything from that?” I hissed, and Aeron is the one who looks at like I’m out of my mind.“Uhmm, bunny. We’re quadruplets. We shared the same damn womb.” He says, and I roll my eyes even harder because there is no way they believe that bullshit.“You’re this old and you believe that?” I ask, making sure that they can hear the disappointment in my
MARIAN.My mouth goes dry at once, and my throat feels as though it’s going to close up. Something twists in my stomach, and I feel my pussy practically crying to have Zayden’s dick inside it.Now that he’s so close to me, I can smell his cologne and it drives me crazy with need, but the last thing I want is to be the one who loses whatever game he’s playing.I look up at him, and there’s a delicious smirk on his lips, the kind that makes me melt and causes me to feel about five thousand delicious emotions at the same fucking time.Closing my eyes, I lick my lower lip and immediately decide to try for flirty. I tip my chin up, let my voice go soft and a little breathless. “And what exactly do you think I’m thinking about, Zayden?”His smirk deepens as if to tell me that he’s going to take the damn challenge, as if he knows that he doesn’t even have to do anything to win this stupid game that I think we’re both playing.“You really want to go there?” He asks, and his voice touches me i
MARIAN.We start with the second bedroom since mine doesn’t need another tour. I've been there, I’ve seen how large it is, and what needs confirming now is if the other bedrooms are just as large as that.This bedroom is different—cooler tones, a massive platform bed facing a wall of glass that looks out over black volcanic rock and crashing waves instead of the soft beach. The furniture is sharper, more modern, all dark wood and steel.It feels like a completely different personality which makes me want to ask if they each own one bedroom. “Do you all each have one bedroom to yourselves?”Zayden looks like he’s thinking about it for a second, then he shrugs and shakes his head. “No, we don’t. Most of the time we just sleep wherever we like or together.” He responds.“Wow.” I say, nodding my head. If they’re not going to take one for themselves, why do they have so many? I don’t ask that, although with the way Zayden is looking at me, I feel like he knows I want to ask.“We don’t use
MARIAN.I have no idea I’ve been sleeping until a soft sound drifts from outside into my ear, I have no idea what it is, but even though it’s not loud enough to wake me, my body jerks awake still.Maybe that just means I’ve had enough sleep for the day, the thought makes me laugh as my eyes flutter open slowly. I know the brothers are not in here, if they were, one of them would have said something.The light in the room has changed completely, the soft glow that illuminated the room a moment ago has turned into a deep amber, and the shadows stretch longer across the stone floor.I don’t need a soothsayer to tell me that it’s evening already, and I also don’t have the strength to grab my phone and check the time as there is no wall clock in this big room.Yawning, I shift under the sheets and freeze for a second, waiting for the familiar ache. But there’s nothing. The soreness is completely gone, and my body feels light, almost new.“Well, what do you know, I guess I only needed a few
MARIAN.My mouth hangs open, and I try not to blink because I know that if I should blink, tears will start spilling from my eyes, and the last thing I want to do is cry.I know—I’ve seen—how panicked they get whenever I cry, and I do not want to do that to them again, but God, I do want to. I want to cry so bad, and I know they won’t have a problem with it, but that just makes me not want to cry even more.“It’s okay,” Tristan’s voice jolts me out of my thoughts, and that’s all I need to hear for the tears to start spilling. “It’s okay to get excited about things.”“Bunny,” Zephyr calls, and through the vale of tears on my eyes, I can see that he’s smiling at me. “It’s okay to be happy. You can do whatever the hell you want, you’re free, Marian.”“Do you have any idea why we decided to come, and that you must come, on this vacation?” Aeron asks, and I shake my head while Tristan wipes my tears slowly and carefully.“We don’t really need it, but you do.” He continues. “We see how hard
MARIAN.I can’t help but laugh despite myself as I click my teeth and withdraw my gaze. “Good decision.” I say, and they all laugh, although the sound isn’t loud, it makes me feel as though I’m being wrapped in the warmest blanket ever.Tristan reaches for a tray I hadn’t noticed on the side table, and it has fresh fruit, soft bread, something that smells like eggs and herbs, a glass of water and another of what looks like fresh juice.He settles it carefully across my lap once I’m propped against the pillows again. “I’ll feed you.” He says, the words rolling off his tongue like it’s the most natural thing ever, and I feel something soft flutter in my chest.I open my mouth to protest that I can feed myself, that I don’t want them fussing over me like this even though I’m enjoying every single attention I’m getting from them, but the first piece of fruit he holds to my lips is cool and sweet, and the quiet attention in his eyes makes the words die.Giving up, I let him feed me, and th
MARIAN.For the umpteenth time, I toss the dress I am holding aside. It’s red, and it would have been perfect for a club outfit, but it’s too long, it’s the kind of dress worn to corporate events, and I’m not going to any corporate event.I want heads to turn the moment I walk in, I want the room t
MARIAN.“Let’s get a divorce, Marian.”My eyes widen, but not because of the statement, but because of how much thought he has put into getting a divorce.Well, at least that proves he’ll put effort into something if it means getting away from me—the woman who stuck with him for ten years, and hand
MARIAN.Walking as fast as my legs can carry me into my safest space in this house, I slam the door to my private bedroom shut behind me, the heavy click echoing like a gunshot in the quiet space. My chest heaves, lungs burning as I lean back against the polished wood, fingers trembling against the
MARIAN.His eyes stay on me, and it feels as though I’m in a staring contest with him, a contest I know all too well that I’m going to lose, and true to that, I did not just blink, but I also looked away.When he looks at me like that, I think in directions I shouldn’t. I start imagining things I k







