Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 47822 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47822 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
A small window looked out to the backyard and the lake beyond. A fluffy white towel hung from a rack on the wall with more folded neatly on a shelf recessed into one wall, and a small sink with a mirror above it sat to the side completed the whole package. Everything was spotless. Almost like the whole place had been prepared for us.
Once I’d done my business and washed my hands, I exited the room to find the men packing in our stuff and the supplies. Byte glanced back at me, a teasing gleam in his eyes. “Everything come out OK?”
“For Christ’s sake, Byte.” Crush slapped the back of his Byte’s head as he passed.
“What?” Byte tried to look shocked and mildly clueless, but he wasn’t fooling anyone. Yeah. I was having the time of my life with two gorgeous men who were nothing but kind.
I giggled at Byte’s comment. Something about his teasing made me feel included rather than embarrassed. These two had a rhythm together, like they operated as a single unit with two bodies, yet somehow, they’d made space for me in their dynamic.
While Crush and Byte finished bringing stuff inside and organizing it the way they wanted, I took in the interior of our little mountain getaway. From the inside, the large window in front framed the mountains off in the distance like they were paintings. A stone fireplace dominated one wall and completed the idyllic scene. The whole place smelled of pine and lemons, with undertones of something warm and spicy I couldn’t quite name.
“This is incredible,” I whispered, turning slowly to take it all in. The main room was open, with a small kitchen tucked into one corner and a living area with an overstuffed sectional facing the fireplace. A narrow staircase led to what I assumed was a loft bedroom. The back of the cabin had a large, sliding glass door overlooking the most breathtaking view of a clear mountain lake I’d ever seen. “Like something out of a fairy tale.”
“It is.” For the first time since I’d met the pair, Byte’s boyishly playful demeanor cracked slightly. In place of the teasing, fun-loving attitude, a haunted sadness seemed to cross his face. I might have imagined it, though, because the next second he had that charming grin firmly back in place. “Let’s go watch your sunset.”
God, I loved his phrasing. Your sunset… I had no idea why those simple words made me feel so special. Maybe the magic of this place had gotten into my head. If so, maybe I’d just embrace the moment.
Byte led me out the sliding door to a large, outdoor rocker big enough for three people. He stood back, obviously letting me pick the seating. In retrospect, perhaps I should have sat on one end or the other. Instead, I plopped down dead center. I hadn’t even realized what I’d done until Byte sat beside me and slung his arm over the back of the rocker behind me. Another moment later, Crush stepped out onto the porch and raised an eyebrow but said nothing. Only took the seat on the other side of me.
I wasn’t sure I could admit it even to myself, but when I found myself sandwiched between the two distinctly masculine bodies, a surge of heat went through me I wasn’t prepared for. I stiffened, not daring to move, barely even breathing. The rocker swayed gently as Crush carefully settled his weight and relaxed beside me. The heat radiating from the two men combined with the comforting scents on the cool mountain air intoxicated me.
Byte’s arm was mere inches from my shoulders while Crush’s thigh nearly touched mine. The gentle rocking motion tried to soothe me, and maybe it worked because I found myself relaxing. The second I did, the men on either side of me relaxed too and our bodies finally pressed together gently. There was no possible fucking way for me to stifle the contented sigh escaping my throat. This. Was. Heaven.
“You comfortable?” Crush leaned closer to me to speak, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through me.
“Very,” I said, and meant it. Despite the butterflies in my stomach, there was something weirdly right about sitting between them. I should be a bundle of nervous energy like I had been all day, but the second we all relaxed together, something… clicked into place. Christ, I was in so much trouble here.
The sky shifted colors with the passing seconds. The sky blue of a few minutes ago darkened to a deep indigo; reds and oranges bled through as the sun sank toward the jagged mountain peaks. Streaks of crimson and pink painted the clouds, reflecting in the still surface of the lake beyond us like a mirror image. I’d seen sunsets before, but never like this. Never with two gorgeous men from the porch of a secluded cabin in the mountains overlooking the most breathtaking scene I’d ever imagined.