11. Jolie

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Jolie

I cross my arms over my chest and try not to look at the bed that was the scene of so much pleasure six months ago. "You're holding me against my will, you know." It's a total bluff. All I want is to be back in their arms again, just not at the cost of my future.

"You're free to go any time you want. But we wanted to show you something first." Cooper reaches for a stack of papers on the vanity and hands it to me. "It's your contract from Colt, Jensen, and Beck. If you read through it, you'll see that fraternizing with a co-worker or workers is not against team policy—it's actually encouraged."

"Also, if said relationship ends, all parties retain their positions with the team." Sam taps the papers in my hand and sits down next to me. "Even if that member is an athletic trainer and the rest are coaches."

"If you look at the fine print, you'll see that at any time those coaches break the athletic trainer's heart, it's grounds for dismissal on them, not her." Tate sits on the other side of me and takes the paper out of my hand, flipping through the pages until he finds what he is looking for, "See, it says it right here." He holds the contract in front of my face, and it does, in fact, say that.

"How did you get the owners to agree to that?" I can't believe Colt, Jensen, and Beck would pick me over them.

"It seems they like you better than they do us. If you flip the page, you'll see they added their own clause."

I turn the sheet and scan the next page until my eyes fall on clause number five. "If at any time the dumbasses known as Cooper, Sam, and Tate Davis break a one Miss Jolie Collins heart, Mr. Colt Hayes, Mr. Jensen James, and Mr. Beck Thorson can kick their asses." I read out loud.

"It's in writing. You'll have your job for as long as you want with the Minnesota Norse, even if you break up with us because there's no way in hell we would ever break up with you first." Cooper takes my hand and places a soft kiss against the pulse point of my wrist, causing it to thump wildly.

"Do you forgive us?" Tate gives me a hopeful smile.

"We're so sorry we left you that morning after your birthday. With our father being admitted to the hospital and everything, we weren't in the right headspace at that time. The only right thing we did was agree to your birthday wish," Sam adds.

"Wait, your Dad was in the hospital, and you three were having sex with a stranger in a hotel room?"

"Yeah, that doesn't make us sound very good, does it?" Tate cringes.

"Actually, I get it. It's human nature to want to do something to feel alive when faced with your own mortality. I should know. I was grieving my mother's death from fourteen years ago when I propositioned the three of you that night."

"So, you forgive us?" Cooper brushes my hair behind my ear like he did that first night.

I take in their anxious faces, "How could I not." They smile in relief, but I need to get the rest off my chest before we continue. "But we barely even know each other."

"We can take it as slow or fast as you want, Jolie. We're not going anywhere." Cooper looks deeply into my eyes, letting me see the sincerity behind his words.

I shift my gaze from Cooper to Sam and then to Tate, with the same look of hope shining back at me. I place a finger to my mouth, tapping it against my lips like I'm in deep thought, before I finally say, "I think I want it fast tonight."

Their eyes flare wide when they catch my meaning, "Your every wish is our command." Tate stands and gives me a silly bow that makes me laugh—and I realize they're perfect for me.

They strip off their clothes before tearing off my sexy elf costume and spend the rest of the night worshipping me in ways I never thought possible.