Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45194 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45194 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Lyle steps up and presents the gift he picked out. “It’s a planning journal.”
Honor examines the leatherbound journal and then gives him a hug of thanks. If I had to guess, I’d say it’s her favorite of the three gifts. She hasn’t had a lot of room in her life for hopes and dreams, but that’s all changing, and Lyle’s always the first one to encourage her to make her dreams come true.
Honor carefully puts our gifts in the new backpack and then settles next to Lyle.
“See? You’re all prepared now,” I say. “You’ll be the best student your teachers have ever seen.”
For a moment, Honor’s face tightens. She seems equal parts worried and excited about tomorrow. But then her expression turns mischievous. “I like it when you three teach me.”
That makes me grin. Shortly after moving in, Honor told us that since she was no longer a virgin, she wanted to improve her sexual skills—not that any of us had any complaints on that account. At first, we thought she was joking, but she convinced us she was sincere. Eventually, we gave in—what man would say no to a gorgeous young woman who wanted to learn to please him better?
After much discussion and a lot of teasing—most of it in the bedroom—we agreed that we’d stick with the order we’d originally used that first night in Club Scarlet. That meant that Lyle taught her new ways to drive us mad with her mouth. My cock twitches as I reflect on how well she learned that. I taught her different positions and how to use her inner muscles to make intercourse better, and wow, she’s a natural. And she and Kylian have spent lots of time practicing their act. I’m not sure if there’s much a woman can do to improve in that area, but they always emerge from the bedroom looking completely satisfied.
“Naughty girl,” Lyle comments, nipping at her earlobe. “Get your mind out of the gutter.”
“At least until tomorrow night,” I add with a grin. The three of us have already discussed some ideas to drive her out of her mind with pleasure after her first day.
She pouts. “Why not tonight?”
“Because you have a big day tomorrow.”
“So do you,” she points out. “Running your first big meeting.”
I cock my head to the side. Though I try not to let my brothers see, I am nervous about the board meeting. It’s been months since Dick-Ass was eradicated entirely from the family business. It took a lot of legal maneuvering and quite a few threats, but he’s completely gone. Out of our homes. Out of our workplace. And out of our lives.
For a while, the four of us discussed using the evidence Victoria had kept to sue his ass, but in the end, we decided we’d rather look ahead to our future together than spend more time on scum like him. So we let our law firm do its thing, and boy, did they. None of us has seen Dick-Ass in quite some time. Last I heard, he was broke and living in Florida.
Hopefully, we’ll never see him again.
“Nate’s going to do great,” Ky says, and I give my older brother a grateful smile. The three of us have taken the reins of the family corporation, and after a few hiccups, it’s thriving. But Lyle and Ky insisted that I be the one to deal with the board—which is both flattering and just a little terrifying.
Honor sits down next to me, surprising me out of my thoughts. “You’ll knock them dead,” she says, and then her cold little hands cup my face. All my worries drift away as my mouth descends on hers. Warmth spreads across my skin, and the magical moment seems to last forever. When we come up for air, Lyle’s chuckling.
“What?” I say, too relaxed to be offended.
“I was just telling Kylian that maybe Honor shouldn’t hope you knock the board dead. Some of those guys are pretty old.”
Honor giggles. “Good point.”
“Ready to go inside?” I ask her.
“Not just yet,” she says. “I love this gazebo so much.”
Lyle grins. “Yeah, we got that impression.”
Honor sighs with contentment. “It means a lot to me that it’s in the garden.”
My brothers and I exchange a look. “Aren’t most gazebos?” Ky asks.
Honor smiles gently. “Yes, of course, but what I meant was, it means a lot that it’s in my mother’s garden. This is the place that reminds me of her the most.”
“Me too,” says Lyle.
“I’m so glad we got together,” Honor says, and the tip of her nose turns pink. “I mean, I’m glad for obvious reasons like the fact that I love the hell out of you guys.”
“Don’t forget the mind-blowing sex,” Kylian says.
She grins at him. “Trust me, I won’t.” Then her gaze grows contemplative. “But I mean I’m so glad I was finally able to prove to you that my mom loved you, too. She wanted so badly to save you.”