She’d just closed her eyes in anticipation of his kiss when she heard a sound, then, “Knock, knock! Are ye guys her—”
Simultaneously, Chastain released her and practically leapt away, she gasped, and Taylor stepped into the room, his eyes going cartoon-character wide as he took in the scene and realised what he’d clearly interrupted.
Shit. Suddenly, she became aware of what a colossal mess she could create here if she wasn’t careful. She’d slept with three men within the space of a couple of days, all of them close, with no expectations, no conversations about what it all meant and what might happen next. While she’d done nothing wrong, she was very aware of the egos involved and didn’t want to do anything to cause problems between them, nor hurt anyone’s feelings. Especially not at a ti
