Chapter Eight—Katie

“Katie come eat with us,” Stan pleaded as I told them I was going to my room. It had been a long day—not only cooking the meatloaf, but with the twins, too.

I couldn’t believe I’d been here for three weeks, and so far, I’d managed to not only kiss one brother, but two.

What was wrong with me?

I had a good job, and I didn't want to blow it, but I was living a lie. This good thing I had could all come to an end if I didn’t stop going around and kissing the brothers. If something happened—if they both found out—they would kick me to the curb.

“No. I need to call Dawn. She called earlier, and I said I would call her back. Besides, I’ve eaten enough today. I need to sleep when the twins sleep. Otherwise, I’ll be a wreck tomorrow.”

He sighed, “Fine. But it’s only eight.”

I nodded in agreement. “Call. Shower, and then bed. It’s been a long day.”

I didn’t wait for him to reply as I swiftly headed to my room. I just hoped both Pete and Rick wouldn’t turn up. If they did, then my plan to slip away would be dead in the water. I had to stop the war from starting, the one I was starting by being like Helen of Troy and ending up causing the Trojan War in L.A.. I was far from the most beautiful woman in L.A., and I hated the idea of making brothers fight over me.

I didn’t deserve their attention. I was messed-up, had no home, and I wasn’t even a qualified nanny. I had no idea what I was doing with my life. Before Ben and moving to L.A. it felt simple, just following him and wanting his goals.

I knew I wanted a family and kids once he achieved his dreams. I wanted to be an artist, but my heart wasn’t truly head over heels following and even less now.

“Hey,” I said as I closed my room door. I had to speak to Dawn, especially when I felt this anxious.

“Katie, you’re lucky. I’m just about to go into a gig, and I was thinking about you. We haven’t spoken since you treated me to lunch.”

“Yeah. Sorry about that. With the twins and everything, I’ve been busy…”

She laughed. “And with the hot three SEALs too, I bet you’ve been really occupied.”

Damn!

I decided it was best if I moved to the bathroom, just in case one of them heard me talking to her. Besides she said she had to speak fast since she was getting ready to go to a gig.

“Hey, why not ask for one night off? Don’t you have the weekends off? You could come and see me perform.”

“Great idea,” I said as I closed the bathroom door, making sure they couldn’t hear me. I turned on the shower, and then the water caused enough noise in the bathroom for no one to hear.

“I kissed two of them—the boss and the other one. I kissed two brothers.”

“Good for you. Get your groove on. You deserve it.”

“No, this is the best thing that’s happened to me. I just don’t want to blow it. What if one of them hears what I’ve been up to, then I’ll be in trouble. Right? I mean one brother was bad enough. But two!”

I slumped on to the floor, wondering if it was a good idea to say this out loud because for I was always told by Ben, that if you said it out loud, then it became real. I didn’t want it to be real.

“I found a home. I love the little kids, they’re so cute…”

“Please, K, you never called me to talk about the kids. Not like this. Tell me what’s wrong? You’ve got me all worried. You know if there’s anything wrong, then you can come and stay with me.”

I laughed thinking as much as I loved Dawn, she was a mess. A hoarder. Disaster and everything else when it came to her living accommodation. There was no way I could live with her. She left dishes in her sink for weeks and thought anyone who cleaned their dishes on a daily basis was a freak.

“My issue is that I kissed them, but I wanted so much more. Like you know…”

“Good, girl, you get your groove on!”

Did she just encourage me to fuck my boss?

“I’m so proud of you K. I wish you were here so I could hug, and show you how proud I am of you.”

I shook my head, as I stood up.

“I’m not planting anything with anyone. The other one is my boss.”

“K, stop being so uptight. They’re grown men, if they want to kiss you, and do a lot more they will do it. They’re single, you’re single. All grown adults. What’s the big deal? You’re the nanny, and by the look of things, they want you to be more than that. They’re brothers and for sure, they’ll speak. There’s no way they wouldn’t tell each other about what’s happened with you.”

“Yeah, but this is getting out of control…”

“No. Stop it. You looked hot and happy. I’ve never seen you look like that. No matter what’s going on in that penthouse, they’re making you feel the way Ben never could. You enjoy it, girl. Get your groove on, and live, and enjoy living. Deal.”

Then there was so much noise, I couldn’t hear her, but I knew one thing for sure, this meant she wasn’t going to talk to me much longer and had to go.

She hung up!

As I suspected, she hung up, but I had a feeling most likely it was Matt, the lead singer and her partner—even though they didn’t want to admit they were officially going out. They claimed they were fuck-buddies, but it was clear they cared more about each other than they cared to admit.

Dawn wasn’t an expert on love, and kissing the guys had to stop. I was here as a nanny and had to remain professional. I had to be proud of one thing I did in life, and so far, looking after the twins was it. I wanted things to stay that way, and my attraction for the brothers had to be kept under lock and key because I didn’t want to lose my job, let alone my heart.

***

The next day, knowing I had to keep things strictly professional, I was a little cold when I walked with Stan, but then I could tell he was distracted too, or maybe he felt crap about the kiss. Either way, I was relieved when we returned from the walk and we didn’t repeat what had happened yesterday.

This is what I told myself.

Yet, I ended up wearing the orange sleeveless dress which I saw displayed on a shop window, wondering where I would wear it. Yet, I ended up wearing on the walk today, and I felt stupid doing it.

He said nothing.

Nothing about my dress and I was disappointed. As soon as we entered, just as quick as he appeared to go for the walk, he left again.

I put the twins to sleep and found myself at a loss. I didn’t know what to do with myself as I stood by the door. They fell asleep so quickly, it was weird. They were getting older and seemed to tire themselves out so easily.

“You look lost.”

I shook, then nodded my head. I looked at the man in front of me. I didn’t know if it was Rick or Pete, but I wanted to feel the same way I’d done when he’d kissed me the other day.

I walked up to him, went on tiptoes, and then he kissed me with a hunger that was almost strong enough to be frightening, pinning me and driving his mouth onto mine.

Pete? He was kissing me differently than he had done the other day, which meant he must be Rick.

He was doing to me what I wanted Stan to do, but he was leaving me speechless as his hands ran up my sides before sliding down to caress my ass.

“Ah,” I moaned, half in pleasure and half feeling guilty for the person kissing me not being Stan. He was the one I’d spent the most time with, the one who had paid me all the attention.

The one who had given me a home when he found out I lied about the job.

Just say he turned around and knew what I was doing with his brother and decided to expose my secret. I should have told him to stop, but instead I moaned in protest.

Dawn’s words about enjoying myself started to play in my mind. There was no one to see, and I didn’t want him to stop.

He seized me firmly and lifted me up against the door. I made sure, unlike last time, I didn’t drop the monitors. I held them tightly as our mouths were now at the right height. He lifted me and held me as if I weighed nothing, then I opened an eye trying to figure out where we were moving to.

My dress rode up and I could feel the pulsing mass of his cock directly against my dripping panties.

I was so turned-on, and I wanted him to completely take control. Until, with my eyes still closed, he dropped me on the bed.

His bed.

Then he moved on top of me. He let out a growl and began to rock on top of me.

He felt completely different to the other day. I was now, judging by the pictures I saw on the wall, in Rick’s room. Now, not only had I kissed two brothers, but all three.

I was in trouble.

Big, big trouble, but as he started to pull down my dress, I wanted him inside of me so badly, that I couldn’t get him to stop even if I wanted him to.