Holiday Guests

5

“What kind of things are you writing about in these romance novels?” Mark asks, raising his eyebrows.

“I think you should let us read some of them,” Finn says, with a naughty grin.

“No way.” I shake my head. “Besides, my computer isn’t working. Even if I wanted to let you read them, I couldn’t.” Thank god for that.

Finn glances over at my computer. “I can fix it for you later.”

“It’s okay if you don’t want us to read them,” Josh says. “But you should do something with them. Don’t let them sit on your computer collecting dust forever.”

“Maybe one day. When I have more time.” I quickly move out to the hallway before they try to get on my computer and read all the naughty stories they’ve inspired. “Okay, back to the tour!”

The guys reluctantly follow me out of my office and I lead them to my bedroom and open the door.

“This is my room.”

It’s nothing special, just a king-sized bed with a dresser, plus my knitting stuff on one side and of course, more books. Thank god I cleaned up quickly before they came over, making my bed and hiding the bras and underwear that were strewn about.

“It’s cozy, like the rest of the house,” Josh says. “Feels like you.”

I gaze across the room with a fond smile. “It’s gone through a lot of changes since I moved in when I was fourteen.”

Mark presses a hand on the edge of my bed, testing it. “Nice and large. Firm too.”

“Seems like a big bed for just you,” Finn says to me.

“I guess so, but I’m hopeful I won’t be single forever.”

“You won’t be,” Josh says, with certainty in his voice. The kind of certainty that makes me wonder if he intends to finally make a move tonight.

With the tour done, we head back to the living room and all spread out on the two couches. This room is the most decorated, with a large Christmas tree, stockings over the fireplace, and mistletoe hanging over the doorway.

I take a sip of wine. “Thanks again for coming tonight. I’m really glad I’m not spending the holidays alone.”

“We are too,” Finn says. “In fact, we’ve all wanted to spend more time with you for a while.”

“Really?” I’m warm all over, and it’s not just from the wine.

Josh sits beside me and rests a hand on my bare knee. “Leah, we think you’re amazing. Beautiful. Smart. Kind. Everything a guy could ever want in a woman.”

“Not to mention, an incredible cook,” Mark adds.

“Wow. Um. Thanks.” I’m not sure where they’re going with this, but I’m not complaining either.

Josh’s hand inches up my thigh. “The truth is...we want you. And we think you want us too.”

“I...” My head spins. What is happening? “I don’t understand.”

“We’re all interested in a relationship with you,” Finn says. “We like you. A lot. And we want to know if you feel the same for any of us.”

I swallow. “Yes. I do.” I glance between the three of them. “But the problem is I like all of you. There’s no way I can choose.”

“What if you didn’t have to?” Mark asks.

My mouth falls open. “What do you mean?”

Josh’s smile is positively sinful. “You can have all of us.”

“We want to share you between us,” Finn adds.

“How would that work?” I ask, my brow furrowing. “Won’t you get jealous?”

“No,” Finn says. “We’ve done it many times, although we’ve never had such strong feelings for a woman before. We didn’t trust those feelings at first, so we took our time, becoming friends with you at work to make sure you were interested in us too. Now we’re ready to act on those feelings.”

“Now we want you as ours,” Mark says, his eyes intense as they rake over my body.

Wow. It’s a dream come true, but that only makes all of this more unbelievable. Like the guys have jumped out of one of my romance novels and into my life. All my fantasies over the last few months about them can be real now...but do I really want that?

I jump to my feet, feeling overwhelmed. “I... I need to think about this. I’ll grab some more wine, okay?”

God knows I’m definitely going to need it.

5

Finn

Leah runs out of the room like she’s just seen a ghost, and I sigh and drain the rest of my wine. That didn’t go as planned, although I can tell she’s intrigued by the idea of being with all of us too.

“She’s not going to go for it,” Mark grumbles.

“She will,” I tell my pessimistic twin brother. “She just needs to ease into the idea.”

“What if we all take off our clothes?” Josh asks, grinning. “Show her what she can have for her Christmas present this year.”

I roll my eyes. “If you want to scare her off, sure.”

“Hey, I nearly got her to kiss me earlier, but then you two jerks showed up.”

Lucky bastard. I’ve been dreaming of kissing Leah since I first laid eyes on her lush, pink lips. That was when it was just lust. Now, after months of being friends with her, it’s turned into a lot more. But I still really want to kiss her…and do a lot more than that.

I know Mark does too, even if he doesn’t show it as much. As identical twins, we’ve had a strong connection our entire lives. It makes it so we can practically read each other’s thoughts, but also means that every girl I’ve desired he’s wanted too, and vice versa. Luckily, women are usually happy to have both of us. s*x with identical twins is everyone’s secret fantasy, after all.