And now it’s time for me to come up with the goods. If there’s anything that would make me feel even worse about selling myself, body and soul, to Brendan, it would be fucking him over. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I didn’t at least give him what he’s paying for.

Besides—and it’s a very big besides—he might let me off the hook and take me back to the office if I safed out, but it would be a red flag to him. The first time he tries to push the envelope, I bail. I need this job for at least another month, and I told myself I’d do anything necessary to ensure Brendan held onto me.

Falling at the first hurdle is not an option, not when I’m so close to funding Tabby’s operation. Nor is bailing as soon as the going gets tough.

I look at Brendan’s blue eyes, and I realise I know something else to be true. No matter how much he’s planning on pushing me outside of my comfort zone, I trust him.

I really do.

So I give him my answer.

‘I’m good.’

CHAPTER 27

Marlowe

‘Have you ever had two men use you before?’ Ethan asks in an arrogantly casual monotone.

He’s basically asking me if I’ve ever had a threesome, so I’m unclear as to why his turn of phrase is so charged.

I drag my gaze to him. ‘No. Never.’

He closes his eyes briefly as if he can’t handle this information.

‘God,’ Brendan whispers beside me. ‘This is going to be so fucking good. You’ll fucking adore it, love. I know you will.’

I admire his confidence. I wish I shared it. But I turn back to him and give him what I hope is an encouraging smile. ‘I’m sure I will,’ I lie.

‘We’ll tell you everything you need to do,’ he tells me. Those big blue eyes are softening with desire, and I’m struck all over again by how ridiculously, disgustingly attractive he is. ‘Just give yourself over to us. The more you surrender to it, the hotter it’ll be for everyone. Understand?’

I nod.

‘Say it.’

‘I understand.’

‘Good girl. Now stand up.’

I stand. I can’t help but notice that Ethan’s eyes are fixed on me. They haven’t left me at all. Knowing that I’ve been ambushed, that the guys have set this whole thing up, gives his intensity a whole new meaning, and a tiny part of me—my inner whore, I suppose—feels a thrill to be the sole focus of these two obscenely powerful, attractive alpha males.