“No, we’re not. That’s what you’re not seeing. It’s what you don’t know. We’re all in love with you in our way. We’re not going anywhere. When this lockdown is over, we’re not leaving. We’re going to be staying.”
Daphne stared at him and he waited.
She nibbled on her lip and looked out over the views. After several seconds, she turned back toward him and took his hands in her own. “I see you, Micah. I see all of you, and I love what I see.” She leaned forward and kissed his lips. “But I can’t be the reason you guys stay here.” She got to her feet.
“Wait, what?”
“This life isn’t for everyone. You all run a big company. I researched it. I can’t walk away from this life. I know who I am, but none of you can give up what you love for me. I won’t allow it. You ask me if there is a chance with you, of course. I see you, Micah. You make me laugh and smile, and I love being with you. You’re an amazing guy. Your parents are assholes for not seeing it, but I can’t commit to any of you. This is all temporary. You’ve all got to realize that.” With her final words hanging between them, he watched her leave.
Well, fuck. With one hand, she’d given him what he asked, and with the other, she’d taken it away.
Chapter Ten
Dean finished up his work and closed down his laptop for the evening. He was so fucking tired and hungry. Daphne had brought him a sandwich, but she hadn’t lingered to talk like she had the other times she brought him food. Picking it up, he took a bite. The bread had gone slightly stale but that was his own fault for not eating earlier.
This was one of the many problems he had with work. More often than not, he tended to forget to take care of himself. He finished off the entire sandwich in a few short bites.
Not satisfied, he made his way into the kitchen. After cleaning his plate, he made his way to the freezer.
He found a large tub of chocolate ice cream. Grabbing the tub, a spoon, and some bottled fudge sauce, he sat down at the table where just the other night, he’d brought Daphne to orgasm. He smiled at the memory, wondering if she’d be partial to more playtime with food. He could imagine her moan as he spread ice cream on her warm skin before licking it right off.
With his mouth full of the frozen dessert, on which he’d drizzled a generous helping of fudge sauce, he watched as Micah walked into the room. He looked a little frantic.
“You okay?” he asked, swallowing the lump.
“We need to talk.”
“You were out there all day and night.” Micah wore the same clothes from the previous night.
“Yeah. Have you seen Daphne?”
“Earlier. I think she’s in her room now. Why?”
Micah ran fingers through his hair. “She doesn’t believe in a future with us.”
“What?” Dean stopped eating.
“I told her how I feel, and I’m all in.”
“You’re all in now.”
“Try and stay on track, okay? Yes, I’m all in. I love Daphne. I want to be with her and I can’t wait to have little Deans, Erics, or little Micahs, and even little Daphnes running around this place. I’m here, totally in with this completely.”
“Good, because we weren’t going to do it without you.”
“Even if I didn’t love her?”
“Please, Micah, I know you all better than you know yourselves. You and Eric give the game away when you look at her.” Dean rolled his eyes. Sometimes he did have to question how they were able to work together or even be successful. The odds were not in their favor right now with how they reacted.
“Fine. Fine. Look, Daphne doesn’t believe we’re going to stay. She doesn’t want us to stay. Our life is back in the city, and she doesn’t want us to give all of that up for her.”
“How do you know this?” Dean asked.
“I may have let it slip that … you know, we’re all in this together, that we all want her.”
“For fuck’s sake, Micah.”
“What? I was only doing what was right.”
“You don’t go telling a woman what we want like that. Especially all three of us. Until we arrived, she was a fucking virgin. There is a certain level of finesse that needs to be applied and you … ugh!” Dean got to his feet. The ice cream was going to have to wait.
“I fucked up.”
“Yes. We have to approach Daphne gently.”
Micah held open his hands. “We’re all fucking her. We’re all here.”
“Yes, because we chose to be, but she just sees us as being here because of the lockdown.”
“Speaking of which, did you organize this lockdown?” Micah pointed at him.
“I can work wonders, but even I have my limits. This lockdown isn’t a fake. It is very real. The virus is serious.” He ran fingers through his hair.
“Is this really a problem?”
“We’ve got to talk to Eric.” He walked out of the kitchen and Micah followed behind him. They found Eric in his room, doing some kind of yoga pose. “I thought you gave that up?”
“I did, but seeing as I went to Daphne’s room, and she asked for some privacy, I’d try and deal with my … problem.”
Eric’s cock was hard as fucking rock.
“We’ve got a serious problem,” Dean said.
He brought Eric up to speed with everything Micah had told him. By the time he was finished explaining all, Eric paced.
“We’ll have to go to the city from time to time for meetings.”
“Yes, but everything else can be done here.” Dean watched his friend.
