Meyer looked closely at his assistant. She’d seemed very uncomfortable when they were visiting Logan. She’d said it was because she didn’t like hospitals but the vibe he was getting from her was far more than that. She’d been pale and quiet.
Meyer had had to hide his grin when Logan had laid one on her kissable lips. They were both attracted to Sadie but she’d been through so much they wanted to give her time to get used to them. Thanks to a buttload of painkillers, Sadie’s time appeared to be up.
“You didn’t sound sure about the pot roast.”
Sadie giggled. “I love their pot roast. It was just that I was reading this article when I was in Becca’s today and it was talking about how we should limit our red meat intake. It’s a good idea, but I’ll start tomorrow.”
Meyer reached across the narrow table and picked up a strand of her pale blonde hair. “That’s what’s different. You cut your hair.”
With everything going on, Meyer hadn’t noticed her hair was shorter, just skimming her chin. It was a riot of curls and Meyer wanted to plunge his hands in the shiny tresses. He dropped the curl and watched it spring back into place. The shorter haircut framed her delicate features and made her chocolate-brown eyes look even larger. She licked her lips and his groin tightened in response.
Meyer loved Logan but he was falling for this pretty miss, too. Luckily, Logan felt the same way. They may have finally found the third they were looking for when they moved to Plenty.
“Becca cut it today. It was getting shaggy.”
Meyer hadn’t thought her hair was shaggy but he knew women had different ideas about these things. He kept his own hair short so he didn’t have to deal with it.
“Logan’s going to need to work from home for awhile. Honestly, we both prefer working from the home office. Neither one of us really like the temporary office space we’ve rented.” Meyer sipped his ice tea.
“He won’t work until he gets better, will he?” Sadie’s eyes were wide with concern.
“You know how stubborn he is. He’ll want to work as soon as he can sit up by himself. He won’t be able to work a regular schedule though. He’ll sleep some, then work, then sleep. It would be helpful if you stayed at the house with us. Then he can work whenever he feels like it.”
“I can’t do that.” Sadie’s features were tight and closed. He’d never seen her look like this before, but then he’d only known her about a month.
“I wouldn’t ask you to do it for free. We’d pay you for the extra time, of course.”
Now Sadie looked offended. “It’s not about the money. I just can’t do it.”
Meyer didn’t really know what to do about this. Dealing with people was Logan’s role. Meyer dealt with computers. He could dig deep into a program and make it do whatever he wanted, but people were a mystery. He didn’t want to make Sadie mad but he did want her to move in with them to facilitate work.
And so they could show her they were perfectly harmless, nice guys. It was the perfect opportunity.
Meyer only knew how to deal with things one way. “What are the obstacles to making this happen and how can I help move them aside?”
Sadie rubbed her temple. “I’m staying with Sami, Jason, and Gabe. I’m looking for my own place.”
“That’s not an obstacle.” If he lived to be a hundred, Meyer would never understand the inner-workings of the human brain, especially females.
“It is. What would I tell them?” Her lips were pressed together as if she didn’t want to have this conversation. Meyer wasn’t too keen on it either but some things needed to be settled.
“Tell them you’re going to spend a few weeks at our place.”
“Weeks?” Sadie looked alarmed. “You think I’ll be there for weeks?”
Meyer shrugged. “You could be. Would it be so terrible? We clean up after ourselves and we don’t make too much noise.”
Sadie stared at her fork. “I was planning on getting my own place soon.”
She’d told them that when she’d taken the job. As the weeks had passed, Meyer and Logan had decided they needed to convince her she didn’t need her own place. Their home would easily accommodate all three of them. They appeared to be at cross-purposes.
What would Logan say?
“I’ll make a deal with you. If you move in with us for a few weeks so Logan can work from home, I’ll help you find a place to live. We’ll even pay the first month’s rent as an inconvenience bonus since I’m asking you to do something out of the ordinary.”
She twirled a curl around her finger. “I told you it’s not about the money. But I can see you’re not going to give up on this. Okay, I’ll move in with you for a few weeks.” She dropped the curl as their plates were set in front of them. “But just for a few weeks. I mean it.”
The aroma of well-cooked food wafted from the plate and made Meyer’s stomach growl. He’d forgotten to eat lunch today. He’d been busy working on some research and Sadie hadn’t been there to remind him of the time since it was Saturday.
“Was that your stomach? You must be hungry.” Sadie dug into her potatoes.
“I am. I missed lunch.”
“You were working, weren’t you? You’re going to starve to death at this rate.” Sadie shook her fork at him playfully.
“I was. You and Logan weren’t there to remind me to eat.” Meyer grinned. “See? When you’re staying with us, I won’t miss any meals.”
“You should set a reminder on your phone.” Sadie pushed a carrot around on the plate. “Then you wouldn’t need me.”
Meyer smiled. “I need you for far more than just reminding me to eat. The office has never run so smoothly. You’re a wonder.” He pointed to the carrot she was torturing with her fork. “Eat your veggies. They’re good for you.”
She pulled a face. “I don’t always do what’s good for me.”
“Is that a warning?” Meyer laughed.
“Just a fact.”
“Eat your dinner and then we’ll go back and see Logan. We’ll take him some soup. That should be easy on his stomach.”
Sadie nodded in agreement and continued to eat her dinner. Her eyes were boring holes into the plate instead of looking up at him. Something was definitely up with her, and he didn’t know how to get her to talk about it. Her mouth was tipped down at the corners as if staying with them was a fate worse than death. They’d change her mind about that. They’d make it so wonderful she’d never want to leave.
Now he just had to figure out what would make it that wonderful for her.
Logan’s face was close and Meyer didn’t hesitate. He kissed the man he loved for all he was worth. It amazed Meyer he could still feel this hot and horny after all these years with Logan, but there it was. They pawed each other like randy teenagers most of the time.
Logan grinned. “I agree with Sadie. You are a genius. Fuck, you really did it this time. We got him.”
Meyer nodded. “They’re going to get him this time. I can feel it. I’m exhausted but there’s no fucking way I could sleep after this. I’m too excited.”
Logan laughed. “This calls for a celebration. I’ll get the champagne.” He slid off the bed, and Meyer grabbed his hand.
“We can drink champagne later.”
Logan flicked a glance at Sadie. “Have fun with our girl while I make breakfast. I got to have her all to myself last night while you worked. It wasn’t fair. I’ll bring breakfast upstairs and we can all play then.”
Logan was a stickler when it came to being fair, almost to the point where it pissed Meyer off. If they were going to spend the rest of their lives with Sadie, and after the last few heavenly weeks, Meyer hoped that was the case, what was an hour here or there? It would all even out eventually. Keeping score didn’t make sense.
He knew better than to argue, especially when Logan hadn’t had his coffee yet. Meyer nodded in agreement and watched his lover’s tight bare ass retreat down the hall. He pressed Sadie back to the mattress with a leer. “Did you hear Logan? You’re all mine this morning. Let’s work up an appetite for breakfast. I love breakfast, especially when someone else cooks it.”
Sadie giggled. “Someone else always cooks it.”
Meyer shrugged. “Logan likes to cook so I let him. I could make eggs if I needed to.”
She ran a hand down his chest and encircled his cock. Heat suffused his body and his balls started to tighten. Damn, he wanted to fuck.
“I can’t even think straight, let alone about breakfast, when you’ve got my dick in your hands. Baby, I want you so bad. I need to fuck you now.”
His voice was ragged and rough but Sadie smiled instead of retreating to the other side of the bed. “I let Logan fuck me from behind. He pulled my hair and spanked me, too.”
Meyer’s cock jumped in her hand. “Holy shit. Did you like it?” Sadie looked like an innocent angel with her golden-brown eyes and pale blonde hair. To hear she’d been fucked like a porn star was surprising.
But then this little miss had been surprising them since the day they met her with her quiet spirit and resilience.
She nodded vigorously. “It was hot. You can do it, too, if you want.” She glanced over her shoulder at her bare bottom. “He didn’t even leave a mark and I’m not sore at all. I’m good to go.”
Meyer had to shake his head to make sure he wasn’t hearing things. “You want me to spank you? Right now?”
“Will you?” Sadie tilted her head in question. “The thought excites me so much. I’m already getting wet.”
Meyer slid his hand between her silky thighs and found the evidence of her arousal for himself. She was already wet, her cream covering his fingers. He pulled them out and held them up, shiny from her arousal.
“You certainly are a wet, naughty girl. It looks like you need a spanking badly. Over my knees, Sadie.”
He didn’t need to say it twice. She draped herself without complaint over his knees, her ass up in the air, her pretty pink pussy peeking from between her legs. He raised his right arm and brought his hand down on her creamy white bottom, enjoying the sound of hand against flesh and the red handprint left behind.
He’d always wanted to spank Logan but he was too much of an alpha to ever allow that to happen. If Meyer had ever tried it, he’d be in a body cast drinking his meals from a straw, and he didn’t want to spank Logan that badly. Sadie, on the other hand, appeared to be reveling in this. She wriggled on his thighs, rubbing against his cock and making him groan. He smacked her bottom again.
“Do you want me to stop, babe?” He rubbed the warm cheeks where two matching handprints glowed red.
“No, please don’t stop.” Sadie’s hands were braced on the floor, her hair covering her face, but he could clearly hear her. “I want my ass to be sore when you fuck me.”
Meyer chuckled. Sadie was turning out to be a handful and damn if he didn’t love it. Her sensuous nature ran bone deep. She was a seductress at heart and he and Logan intended to enjoy every minute of it.
“You’ve got a touch of masochist in you, beautiful. I like it.” Meyer wasn’t much of a sadist but he wanted to give her what she needed. And if she needed a sore ass, fine. He peppered her bottom with a dozen or so smacks until her bottom was a bright red and she was wriggling all over. Her thighs were shiny with her honey and he slid his hand in between her legs and found her swollen clit. A few circles around it with his fingers and she exploded. Her body shook and he had to hold her tightly while the orgasm took control. When it was over, he lifted onto his lap, brushing her curls back from his face.
“Ride me, beautiful.”