Pass The Parcel (11 page)

“Well, that explains why there’s no
answer.”

Instead of rushing down to her, Finn walked
to the side fence and sat on the two-foot-high wall. Ethan joined
him and together, they waited. She’d obviously felt the need to be
outside, away from the house after she’d sent them her whereabouts.
Finn was quite okay with letting her take as much time as she
wanted now that she was within sight.

“How long we going to give her?” Ethan
asked.

“As long as I can see her, she can take all
the time in the world.”

Kitty didn’t need to turn around and look to
know that Finn and Ethan had arrived. It was as though she had some
internal radar that had registered their appearance in her
immediate vicinity. Some sort of sixth sense tuned in to them and
them alone.

The water in front of her blurred as she
focused on building the courage to face them. She just had to
remember the intoxicating power she’d felt on the weekend when
she’d grabbed the reins of her life with both hands and gone after
what she wanted.

And gotten it.

She’d managed to be bold long enough to send
them the information they needed to find her, but then the
uncertainty and fear had risen up and gripped her throat until she
had to come outside to breathe.

With each second that passed after Kitty had
hit send, the walls of the small house had shrunk. They’d inched
closer and closer until she could have sworn stretching her arms
out and spinning in a circle would have her fingertips brushing
against the faded, peeling wallpaper. It was similar to the
sensation of breathlessness she’d experienced while wearing the
corset on Saturday night.

Sucking in a lungful of salt-laced air, Kitty
straightened her spine and, before she chickened out, turned
around.

They sat on the low wall that ran around the
perimeter of the house. Still in their suits but missing their
ties, it was obvious they’d driven straight from the office without
going home. It shouldn’t surprise her, but it did. It also gave her
a rush of pleasure. Glancing at the time on her phone, she felt
another burst of excitement when she realised they must have left
seconds after receiving her message.

C’mon, Kitty. Now or never.

The first step was the hardest. Lifting one
foot had never been so difficult, except once she’d made the move
the next came easier. And the next. Until she was marching across
the sand towards them. Her feet were bare and the warm grains stuck
to her skin, sucking her beneath the surface with every step. Only
now that she’d made up her mind, it would take more than a little
sticky sand to keep her from reaching them.

Kitty strode over the few metres of grass
that stood between the beach and her rented accommodation. When the
distance between them was only a few feet, she stopped, taking each
man in with a quick scan. They looked tired, and she could only
assume they’d gotten as little sleep as she had in the last few
days.

“Hi.” The word seemed inadequate, but Kitty
felt the need to say something, and she wasn’t ready to dive into
the conversation they needed to have. Not yet.

Ethan smiled. “Hi yourself, beautiful.”

Finn shifted on the low brick wall. “Hello,
Kelly.”

The sound of her name in his deep voice sent
shivers down her spine. “You’ve never called me that.” Her throat
constricted, her eyes stung.

He arched one eyebrow. “I haven’t?”

“No. Ethan does every now and then, and this
past weekend he used my real name all the time, but you’ve never
said it. Not once.” Kitty couldn’t believe how much his use of her
name affected her. It didn’t make any sense.

“Do you want me to keep calling you Kitty?”
Finn asked.

She stepped forward and held up her hand.
“No!” Her reaction was over the top. She knew that even as she did
it. “I…um…”

Finn dropped his feet to the ground and
stood. “What do you want me to call you?”

“I…” Kitty glanced at Ethan. “I liked it when
Ethan called me Kelly all the time.”

Heat flooded her face and her pulse kicked up
a notch.

Finn moved closer. Moved right up to her so
that the tips of his dress shoes were millimetres from her
pink-painted toenails. He placed two fingers under her chin and
pushed up until she had no choice but to meet his gaze or close her
eyes. The latter was tempting. Oh so tempting. Except she wanted to
be that bold woman again. The one who’d gotten her every desire
catered to on Saturday night.

She licked her lips. “I’d like it if when
we’re not at work you call me Kelly.”

Yes! I did it!

Kitty waited for Finn to say something.
Anything. She never expected the words he spoke though.

“Kiss me, Kelly.”

His mouth wasn’t within easy reach, so she
had to rise up on her toes to do as he asked. And he had asked.
Unlike the weekend when he’d demanded most of time. The thrill that
raced through her at this commanding man asking instead of
demanding or taking delivered a sexual kick as potent as any of his
orders had.

Her insides trembled, her muscles contracting
and releasing as her body warmed and prepared to take what she
wanted. She loved that she had control over him. Loved that she
could deny him the simple pleasure of her mouth on his if she
wanted.

“Ask me again.” Kitty kept her gaze on Finn’s
so she saw the moment he realised how his question affected
her.

“Kiss me, Kelly.” His mouth remained parted
after he’d spoken her name, and the urge to thrust her tongue
between his lips swept through her until she couldn’t deny either
of them.

Rising on her toes, Kitty pressed her mouth
to Finn’s. They touched nowhere else, only their lips as they clung
to the sweet sensation of touching once more. For half a second, it
was enough. Then memory and need took over and she drove her tongue
into his mouth and flung her arms around his neck.

She wasn’t sure how long they kissed before
Ethan reminded them of his presence. Separating their mouths, Kitty
remained on her toes and met Finn’s heated gaze with her own.
“Hi.”

Finn grinned. “Hi.”

“Okay, my turn.” Ethan managed to worm his
way between them, pushing Finn back a step and taking his place in
front of her. He exaggerated a pout. “I’m feeling a little
neglected here. You’ll have to make it up to me.”

Kitty knew he was joking, but the words
brought a fear to the forefront that she’d worried about since
deciding to continue seeing them if that was what they wanted. “I’m
sorry. I didn’t mean to.”

“Wow. Wait. I wasn’t serious.” Ethan wrapped
his arms around her waist and pulled her in against him. “I’d never
stop you from being with Finn.”

“And vice versa,” Finn said as he moved in
beside them.

She eyed them both. Studied them to be sure
they spoke the truth. What she was hoping for wouldn’t get passed
the first day if any of them felt alienated. Satisfied Ethan had
been joking, she smiled. “We need to talk. But first—”

Ethan didn’t wait for her to move. He must
have guessed her intention, because he lowered his head and took
her mouth with his. Like the kiss with Finn, it was like coming
home after a long time away. She couldn’t explain the way it felt
so right being with both of them. The thought of being with one and
not the other had never entered her mind.

Finn sat with his back against the headboard
on the ridiculously small bed in the house Kelly had rented. “Okay,
so before we strip you naked and have our wicked way, let’s get
some things straight.”

Kelly eyed him. “What kind of things?”

“First, no more running. You panic, you tell
us.”

She nodded. “I can try to do that.”

“No, Kelly, you
will
do it.” Finn
wasn’t giving her any room on this one.

Her gazed darted to Ethan, who only nodded
his agreement.

“Okay.”

“Second, you move in with us.”

“Wow. Stop right there.” She got to her feet
and Finn wondered if he’d have to chase her down. “We’re not
jumping in that deep right away.”

“Why not?” Ethan asked. “Are you not serious
about being with us completely?”

“Yes. Or course I am, but what will people
say when I suddenly move in?”

“Does it really matter what they say or
think?” Finn asked.

Kelly chewed her lip and Finn fought against
the urge to throw her over his knee, spank her arse a few times and
convince her to move in by sexual means.

“Kelly, we’re serious about this
relationship. It’s no different to a single man and woman moving
forward with their lives. If it were just one of us you were
thinking of spending your life with at this point, if everything
was the same, the time we’ve known each other, the closeness we’ve
developed, would you be balking at moving in?” Finn asked.

She shook her head. “But it isn’t just one of
you.”

“Pretend,” Ethan demanded.

Finn knew his friend was pushing for a
reason. The same reason Finn wanted to use their sexual chemistry
to convince her to move in with them. Neither of them wanted to
settle for anything less than everything.

“I…um…okay, fine.” Kelly planted her hands on
her hips. “If it were just one of you then yes, I would move in at
this point.”

“Then we have the answer.” Finn grinned as he
reached for her.

“Not so fast.” She stepped out of his reach,
but Ethan had it covered. He crowded her back towards the bed where
Finn waited.

“Hey. No fair.”

Ethan laughed. “Nothing’s fair in love and
war, baby.” With a wolfish grin, he picked her up and dumped her in
Finn’s lap.

“Two against one isn’t exactly fair though.”
Kelly pouted, but when Finn ran his hand up her thigh and under the
loose leg of her shorts, the pout disappeared and a puff of air
slipped through her parted lips.

“But you like two on one,” Finn murmured in
her ear before drawing the delicate lobe into his mouth and
sucking.

This time the gasp was audible and brought a
smile to his lips where they surrounded her tender flesh. He used
his teeth to nibble, his tongue to lick and soon rolled her beneath
him as the need to get her under him—get inside her—grew.

The bed dipped, and Finn looked over to see a
naked Ethan climbing on the bed beside them. He let go of Kelly’s
ear. “You always manage to get ahead of the game.”

Ethan grinned. “Don’t want to be left out of
the fun.”

Finn couldn’t hold back his answering grin.
“And the fun is only just getting started.”

“It certainly is. Now pass the parcel and let
the game begin.”

Rhian Cahill is the alter ego of a
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