CHAPTER SIX
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"Gap year?"
"You're taking a Gap year?"
"Actually, Ms. Johnson, it appears that she no longer wants to attend school."
Julia Johnson threw a dirty look at the boy who had spoken. She had been gone for three weeks only to come home to her daughter and three unknown men crashing on her couch. Like any other responsible mother, she had freaked out and was about to scream when Demetria motioned her to calm down before proceeding to explain all that had happened.
She was thankful these men were there to protect her but she hoped they weren't taking advantage of her baby girl. So when Demetria had revealed she was taking a gap year, Julia was surprised. She had sincerely hoped she was only going to be changing schools again.
Demetria rolled her eyes before correcting her friend. "Gap year Mom, ignore him. As soon as I feel better, I'll enroll in an online school. Physical school isn't just meant for me mom. Please don't worry too much."
"You've known them for how long now?" The skeptical mother asked, referring to the triplets who had made themselves at home as they munched on coconut chips.
"About two weeks." The girl replied and her mother dragged her away into the kitchen.
"Demetria..."
"Yes Mom?"
"You just got out of a situation, you don't think it's weird and wrong to be hanging around three guys you barely know? If they decide to r**e you or kidnap you, they're going to do that with ease. Just look at what happened with this Zach guy and he's just one person, now imagine three, three able-bodied men. Think Demetria, think."
Demetria sighed knowing her mother was very right.
"Mom, I understand your point. Anybody with common sense would say the same but mom, they make me feel what I felt when I had Medusa. There's this inkling at the back of my mind that I know them, like I've met them before or like we grew up together. Mom, for some reason they feel different and I never felt like this with Ezra, not Zach," she corrected with a point of her finger and her mother nodded before she continued.
"I'm being careful mom, very careful but I just feel safe with them plus everytime I'm with them, I don't have to think about anything else, I don't even have to think about the stupid things I went through. I'm just happy and content because they're like my therapy."
"You sound like you're in love." Her mother raised a questioning eyebrow at her as she folded her arms.
"Ew no," Demetria recoiled immediately. "They're just friends. I've learnt my lesson with Ezra."
"Right." Her mother nodded slowly before continuing. "So the plan is to take a gap year then continue online school right?"
"Yes."
"And what are you going to be doing during this one free year?"
"Well the boys just moved here so I'll help them get used to this place and you know, finally get to have the fun I never had with friends or what I could have had Medusa."
Julia snorted. "Trust me, it's never gonna be the same."
"Why not?"
"They are boys, Medusa is a girl," the older female waved her hand around. "For starters, you can undress in front of Medusa, you can not undress in front of them... hopefully."
Demetria laughed at her mother's innuendo. "I get it mom, I really do."
"But if you ever get to a situation where you have to undress in front of them, use a condom." Julia picked up doughnut and bit into it.
"Mom!"
"Just saying," the mother shrugged as she walked away with her doughnut.
David walked into the kitchen just as Julia who threw him a I'm watching you look walked out.
The male chuckled before walking over to Demetria. "Are you certain your mother does not put her feet on the wall as she sleeps?"
"That's weird and I don't think so."
Peter remarked, "Well, where we came from, your mother is the kind to sleep with her feet on the wall," as the other two men went inside.
"Anyway we heard your mother say something about condoms, are crushing on one, two or all of us?" David asked and Demetria almost laughed.
"Guess," she teased.
"Me?" All three asked at the same time.
She shook her head.
"That man who runs down the street every morning?" Peter asked and she frowned in distaste.
"You are not even close," she said.
Then David moved towards her till she was wedged between him and the island table.
"Am I close now?"
Demetria's heart raced and Peter groaned loudly. "Are those pheromones just detectable by me?" He spoke in exasperation.
"No, but the only one who lacks self-control is you." David replied as his eyes remained on Demetria.
He then pressed his nose against hers and sighed in contention before pulling back. "f**k," he cursed quietly and Peter laughed. "Looks like I'm not the only one."
"Peppermint," Peter said.
"And sweet undertones." Gideon added, finally speaking up since he entered the kitchen. He walked to Demetria who placed a hand on his chest before he could give her an Eskimo kiss like his brother did.
His words, "Not fair," sounded like he was complaining, but Demetria had determined that Gideon only possessed two emotions: controlled tranquilly and controlled rage, so therefore, he could not be complaining.
"I was caught off guard," she replied then pointed at David with her other hand. "Don't do that again."
David only shrugged before bumping her hip and walking off. "He's going to do it again." Peter answered her and was at the kitchen entrance before looking back.
"Actually David isn't the one you should be worried about," he said in a playful voice as he looked at Gideon before finally walking away too.
At last, Demetria let her hands fall away and pulled her gaze away from the departing brothers to the man who was looking at her with the eagerness of a puppy.
"Gideon?"
"Hmmm?" His gaze never left her face, yet his heavy voice responded to her.
"What are pheromones?"
"The distinctive fragrance that sets you apart from everyone else."
"And I smell like peppermint?"
"Occasionally," he shrugged.
"Occasionally? What's that supposed to mean?"
"Because you may smell differently at various times, like right now."
"What do I smell like now?"
Gideon bit his lip and placed a hand on her hip, drawing slow circles with his thumb.
"You smell horny, baby."
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