I rubbed my lips with my finger as I thought of her. I wish there was time to have a little fun with her before. We hadn’t had sex in a few days, but Logan and I always tried to get our hands on her. If we were in her office, in private, we liked to tease her. Touching her thighs, her neck. God she loved when we touch her neck; just below her ear it makes her mewl and melt between us like goo. I was getting hard just thinking about her; better yet, I’m always hard. Like she is permanently in my veins.
“Dude, you can’t go in the meeting like that.” Logan gestured to my obvious hard on, against my leg straining my pants.
“Right.”
I stood up and sat back at my desk. The numbers and terms on business plans always bore me to death, and effectively make my erection disappear.
“When do we look for another PR director?” I asked him. “I mean, who is going to look through all those resumes?”
He shrugged in response. “I don’t know. I can delegate it, but I think I want to see for myself. Maybe after the meeting with Madeline”
I scoffed. “I had other plans after the meeting. Preferably with Madeline.” I smirked. He tried to hold a straight face but he smiled too.
“Do you think she likes us?” I asked him with a heavy sigh.
“You sound like a co-ed.”
“You know what I mean,” I rolled my eyes. “What does she think of us? Is she just having fun? We’re both falling for her.” I arched my brow, and I knew I was right.
“I don’t know. Maybe that’s a conversation we should have. Right now we have to get going.”
He stood up and tried to smooth his shirt out. I was surprised he wasn’t even in a full suit. He always looked so hard and serious. I was starting to think Madeline took an effect on him. She was doing the same to me too. Though I always had an easy-going personality, she was making me see beyond a hook up or one night in bed. I wanted more with her, with us.
It wasn’t conventional to some people but I knew it was just what I wanted. But how would I even begin to tell her that? Surprise, surprise; I’m not good with emotions at all.
“Yeah, let’s go.”
I took what I needed, which was just my phone, and headed to the conference room with Logan. Except, Madeline wasn’t there. I saw Dan, the head of marketing with the presentation, but Madeline wasn’t there.
“Should we wait?” I asked Logan. He shrugged.
“Where is she?” Logan asked.
“I don’t know. But she shouldn’t be missing meetings.” I shook my head with a frown.
“Uh, should we reschedule?” Dan asked. He probably wanted to get home to his wife and kids. He was a classic family guy.
“Yeah. Fine.”
I stormed out and went into my office as Logan followed.
“I can’t believe she missed this meeting. Didn’t she know how important it was?” I paced around the room.
“Yeah, she did. I’m sure something could have come up.” Logan defended. My temper is a lot shorter than his, and so is my rational.
“Like what?” I tried not to shout, but I was pissed.
I don’t like when people miss meetings, or don’t call when or if in fact, something does come up. This was the second time she ran off and disappeared.
“It’s finals week. Students get really stressed at this time.”
I rolled my eyes as I scoffed. “Bullshit. I’m sick of that. Lots of students have jobs and balance school.”
I groaned and sat on the couch, wringing my hands out. Logan sat down as well.
“Well, they may not be sleeping with both their bosses, too.” He said.
I sighed as it all shifted into place. Madeline had a lot on her plate, and we definitely added to that.
“Shit.” I breathed.
“Yeah…and we haven’t exactly been up and coming gentlemen.” Logan added. I nodded in agreement. “And we want to be, right?”
I scratched my jaw as I thought. Madeline is special, and she does mean something to me. To us.
“Right.”
“Okay then. I should call her.” He took his phone out and dialed her.
She answered near the end, and he put her on speaker.
“Madeline.” We said at the same time, and it was a little weird. I could hear her breathing on the other end.
“Yes?” I could hear old tears in her voice. Maybe something did happen.
“You know you missed the meeting today, right?”
She feigned a gasp. “I…I’m so sorry I was studying. I had so much to catch up on. I’m—really sorry.” She inhaled sharply. Why is she trying to hold back tears so hard?
“It’s…it’s fine.” I said.
“Yeah, don’t worry about it. But you need to come in tomorrow morning, is that okay?”
“I can be there around noon, I have two exams before.”
I shrugged. Maybe she was really stressed out. And I had no idea, neither did I ever ask.
“Of course. We’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Bye Madeline.” I said. And she hung up.
“We should do something for her. Her finals are tomorrow and then she is graduating soon.”
“Yeah,” I agreed. “and find a new PR director.”
Eighteen: Madeline
I let their voice ring through my ears over and over. It soothed and comforted me in so many ways. As I cried my eyes out I let rationality find me again. I had no real proof they wanted to buy me out, as plausible as it sounded I didn’t know for sure. And I was still hung up on not knowing how they felt around me.
When Logan called I was relieved, and hearing both their voices wrapped me in a vice. I fell hard for them and I didn’t know how to tell them. But I knew I had to. Eventually.
What I really needed to do was focus on the essays I am submitting tomorrow. I had to do it in person, so it wouldn’t take long but I still wanted time to recuperate before the meeting. I had to be professional, and I saw everything flash before me before they called. I couldn’t lose a good career over my loose reaction time.
Sarai came in my room later that night to check on me.
“How are you doing?” She sat by my bed, and she brought ice cream. It was a miracle.
“I’m fine. They just called me.” I sniffed. I had at least stopped crying.
“Were they mad?” She asked softly. I shook my head.
“No, they thought I forgot. Or that something came up…anyway I told them I was studying. They told me to come in tomorrow for the meeting.” I explained. She sighed.
“That’s good. I’m glad it’s going to work out.”
I nodded.
“What about what’s going on between you guys?” She came and sat next to me. I rested my head on her shoulder. She always smells like milk and honey, somehow its soothing. She always smells like that, it reminds me I have a friend. A damned good one, too.
“I don’t know. I might tell them. Or maybe I’ll just…not.”
She frowned.
“Come on, you have to say something.”
“Maybe, but I don’t want to make them uncomfortable. They never said it would be about feelings, so I don’t know how they will take to it.” I said honestly. I wasn’t just afraid of rejection, I was afraid of having misunderstood everything, and getting more involved than they wanted me too.
“You don’t know that for sure. So you should talk to them about it, maybe after the meeting.”
“I am so nervous about that meeting. I don’t think I can bear to think of anything else. Especially not that.”
“Hmm. What will you wear?” she giggled.
“Oh goodness. I can’t even handle that.”
“I can pick something out for you.”
We sat together for a while, and she told me about how things were going at work. I felt bad that I hadn’t really been speaking to her about her life, and only mine. So it was nice to see what was going on. She did get that promotion and with school ending, she could work there full time and wor
k on her designs. She wants to make it big and I am sure she will.
“How do you really feel about them?” She asked me. I gave her a look.
“What?”
She grinned slightly. “I mean, how do you feel about them?”
I sighed as I closed my eyes in thought. I was exhausted. Thinking about those two was exhausting.
“I love them.” I replied quietly. She gasped inwardly. I know it was hard for her to understand, or get her grasp around it. But it was true.
I never thought I would fall into this situation either. I mean, it sounds crazy. Two men, one woman. It was something you hear or read about, but never expect to happen. To think it happened to me is something out of a movie. I love Logan; his smarts and his geniality; and I love Jake; with his wit and infectious personality that always surrounds me. I love them both, and it isn’t like it splits my heart in two or anything. It just completes it, glues it together and makes it beat faster.
“Wow.” She finally said.
“Yeah. I know it’s a little crazy but…it’s true.”
“The both of them?” she asked, but not in a judging manner or anything.
“Yeah.”
“Equally? Or do you feel one more than the other?”
I shook my head. “No. I will say that sometimes, I would rather talk to one more than the other about certain things. Logan gives really good business advice and Jake gives good life advice. But I love them both, and I want the three of us together.”
I explained the best way I could. And I knew she couldn’t really understand it fully because it just wasn’t happening to her. These are hard shoes to put yourself in and I don’t expect her to. But she supports me, and doesn’t judge me. So that is all I can really ask for.
“Wow. That’s interesting. Weird, but interesting. Do they feel different?” She smirked.
“Yeah,” I giggled, “they feel different.”
“But you don’t like any one more than the other?” I asked her.
“No. It’s like having the best of both worlds, you know. Sometimes you want that fullness, other times you want the deepness. So I don’t like one more than the other, I just get both.”
“You bitch.” We laughed together.
“That’s something else, really. Just promise me you will at least try and talk to them. And don’t run out on any more meetings.” She nudged my shoulder playfully.
“I promise. I’ll try.”
I finally fell asleep and woke up feeling somewhat the same. I mean, I was excited about the meeting and ready to turn in my finals. That would be the final stretch, closing the door on college. I read it over again in my pajamas and then printed it out. I showered and dressed in gray dress pants and a salmon blouse that buttoned up. I let my hair down and pinned one side back. It was nice enough for the meeting and casual enough to do the quick drop off.
I didn’t like either of my professors from those courses, so it was more of a leave your shit and go, but I hoped I would get a good grade. Granted, I wouldn’t even know until a few days later. I hated that part; waiting.
I grabbed coffee from the coffee shop, and it reminded me of the day I saw Logan here. It had only been a day and I missed them, and I was anxious to figure out whether or not they were selling me out. They didn’t hint at it at all yesterday, and I couldn’t tell if this meeting was for the company or for the sell out.
I finished my coffee and had a scone, then I headed over to the office. I arrived a half hour early, but it gave me that much time to hide in my office and collect my bearings. I wondered if they did plan on buying me out, if I could try and convince them otherwise. It would mean the world to me if I could; if I could keep my dream alive of running my own company. It would be hard to do on my own, but not impossible. And then it would take much longer. I would welcome the work, but I didn’t want to miss out on this opportunity just because I didn’t have the balls to stand up for myself.
I gave myself a quick pep talk in my head and headed to the conference room. I stopped short of the door and just looked at them. Logan and Jake; so powerful and imposing. They command the attention of the room and everyone in it has no choice but to bow down. They make my knees week, my core tight from fighting the arousal between my legs. I was so afraid my nipples would be showing, but my half cup bra kept it hidden. I thought I subconsciously wore this nice lingerie for them, but I didn’t suspect anything. Maybe I hoped for it, despite being angry. I had to find out the truth, anyway.
I saw Jake first, in his dark khakis and dark blue polo that gripped every muscle in his chest and arms. Logan wasn’t in a suit, and I was surprised. He had on black cargo pants and black shoes, his white tee shirt was simple but looked expensive nonetheless. It isn’t fair that they are built like gods, by the gods and worthy of the gods. They don’t belong here with us regular humans. Their presence hummed through me, and it was like they knew I was here. They looked up from the far right side of the desk and smiled. I went lightheaded.
Logan stood up and opened the door, from just a few feet away I inhaled his scent. That clean citrus and heavy woodsy smell. Rugged yet smooth. I realized I was standing there; still and mute as I stared between them both.
“Madeline, are you alright?” He stood in the door, his strong arm holding it open.
“Um, I’m fine.”
He made an odd face, he cocked his head to the side and then gazed at me as he smiled softly.
“Come in then, Dan will be here in a minute.”
I nodded and willed my feet to shuffle forward. I caught Jake’s eye and he smiled. He came around the other side and so I was between them both. Surrounded, hot, this meeting would last forever.
“What happened yesterday?” Jake asked, and he sounded mad. I took a shaky breath.
“I heard of what you both plan on doing.” I started. Jake swiveled his chair, so his open legs were pointing right at me.
He leaned on the chair, his strong and thick muscled forearm on the handle of my chair. I inhaled sharply at his close ness. All I wanted to do was lean in and kiss them both. I felt Logan on the other side of me, watching.
“What?” Jake asked simply. I looked into his eyes for a fleeting moment, but didn’t have much to say.
I wouldn’t be able to get through this meeting, I could barely hold it together. I felt tears pricking my eyes. Out of anger. They were going to pretend they didn’t know.
“I heard that woman leaving your office yesterday, she was talking about you selling me out.”
I heard Logan gritting his teeth. They hadn’t said anything, and it was hard to tell if they even knew what I was talking about or were just playing dumb until witness got here. Maybe they thought I would go to human resources and file some sexual claim. Maybe they were afraid of something like that. Though I would never do that, and it feels like they don’t trust me at all.
“What woman?” Jake asked.
I stood in anger then, glaring down at them both. “I was here yesterday, and I saw some woman running out of here. She was on the phone talking about you selling me out.” I spat. I felt a little odd with my hands on my hips, yelling at these two powerful business tycoons.
Then Jake started laughing, and Logan looked indifferent. Why the hell was he laughing?
“Why are you laughing?” My voice croaked and the tears I fought before came to. He saw and immediately stopped.
“Fuck, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh, you just look so damned cute when you’re mad.” He smiled and I wiped my face quickly. Logan shook his head and sighed.
“Madeline,” he held out his hand, “come and sit down. Please.” He pleaded, his eyes soft and welcoming. I softened a bit but pursed my lips at Jake in anger.
“What on earth are you talking about?” Logan asked me softly.
I took a deep breath and tried to think of where to start.
“I was in here yesterday. And I saw some woman in your office, you were both yelling at her and she looked pissed.�
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“How did we look?” Jake was making jokes, what is wrong with this man? Even though it didn’t annoy me enough to ignore it.
“Um, hot. I guess.” I crossed my arms and stared down at my lap. I could feel them smiling at me, amusement or not, they were smiling. Was I being irrational?
“Anyway she stormed out of there and then made a call. She said you were focusing more on this startup and that you were going to buy me out.” I explained.
Jake nodded and leaned back. He ticked his jaw as he clenched his fist and held it to his mouth as he frowned.
“Is that why you left?” Logan asked.
I nodded simply. The last of my tears were gone and I took a deep breath to calm myself.
“I was mad, and I didn’t know what to do. I wasn’t sure how to face you both, I was…scared.” I murmured.
Both Logan and Jake gently laid their hands against my thigh. It was like they didn’t care if anyone saw, maybe they knew no one was around.
“Madeline, why would you be scared?” Logan asked me. Jake squeezed my thigh to show he agreed.
“You both are very intimidating, if you hadn’t noticed.” I whispered.
The air shifted as everything came down on me. I struggled to even breath, and they both surrounded me so easily. Jake with his sharp cologne, it made me dizzy—but in a good way. A good way for him, because it draws me to him just as much as I am to Logan. They weren’t even saying anything and I didn’t know what to do, or say. How do you follow up to that?
I just sat there and waited for one of them to say something. Perhaps they didn’t want someone as inexperienced as me, who was afraid of them. Well, I’m not afraid of them—but they make me nervous, yes.
I opened my mouth to finally break the silence, but then I was blinded by a white hot kiss. From Jake. He gripped my jaw so tight I couldn’t even move. His lips coaxed over me, hot and heavy and fast. His tongue grazed the under of my bottom lip, and it dropped open to invite him in. As he kissed me, Logan let his hand drift higher and higher, right at the apex of my sex, but he didn’t touch me there, he just let his hand lay there. The heat of it was scorching. The feel of Jake’s lips were infectious. He broke away and before I could take two breaths Logan gripped his hand in my hair and pulled me to him. I could taste them both on my lips, their scotch and mint. Logan was slow on my lips, soft and sweet and I caught my breath. His lips trailed down my neck, to that spot behind my ear and then Jake pressed one last kiss to my lips.
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