ANGEL’S POV
I went home on my own.
They promised that they wouldn’t be long and then they would join me. It’s already been an hour. Will they come or will their father tell them not to?
I’m pacing like a crazy woman up and down my living room.
I just want my boys.
There’s a gentle knock at the door and I race over to open it. Relief washes over me when I see them both standing there.
“You came.”
“Of course we did,” Curtis says with a smile.
I let them in and make coffee.
It’s not hard to notice Curtis checking out my cute and fluffy pyjamas I got changed into.
Meanwhile Ben is looking at some of the photos on my wall. Each of them are a selfie of me by the seven wonders of the world. Even though there’s only three. I was going to get to the others some day.
I handed them both their coffees and we all sat down, Ben in the armchair, Curtis on the sofa and me on the floor on the other side of the table.
“What did your father have to say?” I ask.
Curtis shoots Ben a look before saying, “it’s not important. How are you feeling?”
“I’m ok. Starting to get a little sore and tired but other than that I’m fine.”
Ben bolts to his feet. “Then we should let you sleep.”
He’s marching to the door and I have to run and jump in front of him before he can open the door.
“Ben?” I ask. “Why are you so desperate to get away from me?”
He’s not showing me his face. I peek a look and see tears in his eyes. It was typical for Ben to hold his emotions in until he imploded. I put my hands on his cheeks, wiping the tears away with my fingers.
“Stay.”
I take his hand and start leading him towards my bedroom. Curtis is still on the sofa but not after the look I give him. He follows like a good little puppy.
I climb into bed and after they take off their shoes and socks they join. I have one on each side and there’s no discomfort as we find our place and positions. Curtis is a little spoon, I the medium spoon and Ben the big spoon.
We fall asleep within minutes and I can honestly say that was the best night sleep of my life.
I don’t feel the same when I wake up.
My neck is stiff from using Ben’s arm as a pillow and my nicely bruised stomach is being pressed on by Curtis’s sleeping figure. Carefully I peel him off of me and manage to escape to release my bladder.
As I’m freshening up I realise that I can see them in the bathroom mirror. They look so peaceful and I realise with a smile that this is a sight I could get used to. In fact if they weren’t with me tonight then I didn’t know whether I would sleep so well ever again or if the bed would suddenly feel empty.
I tiptoed back over to the bed and mounted Curtis’s sleeping form. I leaned down and pressed my lips to his. He woke up and started kissing back, slipping his tongue in for more dominance and I could feel the effect it was having on him as his friend pushed against my well covered entrance.
I pulled away and looked over to Ben who has his eyes open, I lean forward and share the same earth shattering kiss with him, leading him closer.
I pull away and look at the both of them, underneath me.
“I don’t need anymore dates. I know what I want.” I say confidently .
“Are you serious?”
“100%”
Before I could lean down for another kiss, Curtis puts his hand out to stop me.
I pull away shocked.
Were they rejecting me?