Rhett

"You are making me stay off the clock, this feels like a crime." Jake leans back in his chair with a groan. "I have plans, thank you."

Ignoring him, I tap my finger against the table as I wait for Nicolas to arrive.

Thanks to Jake, Eloise is supposedly too busy to visit me tonight when I need her the most. Lately, after every day spent here, I need her.

She eases my throbbing headaches and distracts me from my problems. All while tasting delicious.

Grunting whenever Jake demands some sort of answer, I'm thankful when Nicolas slides inside and closes the door behind him.

Yes, privacy is important. With the topic at hand, I don't know what the outcome will be. I don't want anyone passing by to start up rumors that the three of us are fighting.

This could end up in an argument, or an agreement. Who knows. Not me, hence why I'm feeling as prickly as a cactus.

Nic claims the seat at my side and looks between us in curiosity. "What is this about?"

"Good luck getting your answer. This guy has his lips sealed."

Fighting the urge to roll my eyes, I straighten up in my seat. "First, I'd like to apologize."

Jake snorts. Dick.

"I apologize for being a hypocrite." Being the bigger person here, I ignore their confusion. "Eloise and I…"

Alright, I didn't think this would be the hard part. My jaw sets as I search for the right word.

"You?" Jake sputters out a laugh. He leans in, far more interested. "Holy shit."

Nicolas looks just as surprised. I guess he doesn't know everything that involves Eloise. Interestingly enough, he doesn't look upset. He should be. Hell, they both should be upset.

"I do not want to fight, as Nic stated in the past. However, we need to make a compromise." Straightening up, I clear my throat. "Make a proper schedule of some sort."

"A schedule," Nicolas repeats slowly, "to fuck her?"

"She should be here for this conversation." Jake's plucking out his phone, cursing when I snatch it from him. "You don't agree?"

This was a terrible idea. I should've known this wouldn't go smoothly. This whole thing is foreign.

I've never wanted someone as intensely as I want Eloise. I want her later, and these two are taking up her time.

"I just need a way to get my fill," I try to explain, "she's already so busy as it is. Hell, we're all always busy. I only have so many hours I can give. While you two are happy to call her up to the top during work hours, I have to be all over the place."

I sound childish, spouting out how unfair my position is. Now would be the time to be laughed and poked fun at.

"Well, we could always share her at once." Jake throws out the idea without batting an eye. "It'll make things less complicated and give her more time without being tugged in three different directions."

The room grows silent as he purses his lips. There's hardly even the creak of our chairs. I don't know about Nic, but I'm holding my breath without realizing it.

Share her all at once?

"You've considered it?" Nicolas turns, interested.

"Many times." He has no issue telling the truth. "Well, with you. Now that boss man wants her, I can't help but feel more intrigued. Imagine it with me, Eloise taking three cocks."

Thinking about Eloise taking a single cock is a problem. Three makes a groan form at the back of my throat. My imagination betrays me, painting a beautiful picture.

At least they're able to smile. I feel like I'm here suffering, tortured for all my wrong-doings in the past.

"Hear me out. There is a place I know of," Jake murmurs as he leans back in his chair. "Though, I'm not sure if it's up to your taste."

Seeing the way he glances in my direction, I can't help but feel sort of insulted. Does he think I'm some sort of prude?

"What sort of place?" The two of them keep feeding each other, I swear.

With a cheeky smile, Jake rotates his chair so he's facing Nicolas. "Club Sin. I won't be surprised if you haven't heard of it. I had to do a little digging myself."

"You want us to share her," I don't move but my face gives away my displeasure, "in a public setting? Are you insane?"

Jake is trying to test my limits here. When it comes to Eloise, I can't let his words slide.

"I'm doubting it is a regular club." Nicolas is the one to intervene, assumingly hearing my teeth grind. Pulling out his phone, he does a quick search. After a moment, his eyes lift. "A sex club?"

"Exactly. If I'd been given two minutes here to explain, I could've made it more obvious that it's not as public as our lovely friend here is fretting about." Jake's smile is gone for hardly long enough to take notice. "I can pull some strings and get us a room as quick as tonight."

Would Eloise agree to such a thing? Jake will have to be the one to ask her. One thing Jake is good for is his amazing persuasion skills.

A sex club. Sharing Eloise. This is insane.

So, why in the hell am I palming my cock beneath the table?

If Eloise were to agree, picturing the end result is to be blamed for my arousal. I'm not a man who typically shares. If she were to want two cocks inside of her, who am I to deny her? If she begged for all three…

"We can be super private if that's what it takes for this guy to agree," Jake explains, "or we can get a room that offers a peanut gallery if we want to show off our woman."

Our woman.There's something about calling her ours that feels right. Ours.

If I were to share her with anyone, it would be these two. Even if they both drive me nuts, they know how to give Eloise pleasure. The sort she deserves.

"She deserves something nice. Egyptian silk sheets and a faux carpet to lay on." Nicolas paints a picture, shifting in his seat. "Eloise deserves the best."

"I had a different idea. One that I think she'll enjoy far more than some costly suit-like room."

I take a minute to contemplate my thoughts. My brows lower as my frown grows.

Okay. No more pondering. The more I think about the offer, the better it sounds.

"You two need to be in. I don't have to worry about Nicolas. You, on the other hand. No more long nights out at different clubs with different women." If I'm going to put a title on the four of us, I want it to be concrete.

I will lose all respect for him if he thinks he can break Eloise's heart.

Jake's smile falls and I witness a rare frown. He swats his hand as he shakes his head. "I have become a loyal pup. She's got nothing to worry about. Let's be honest here, I haven't even shared a drink with another woman since Eloise came into the picture. She's ruined me, Rhett."

Looking for any hints of dishonesty, he squints at me.

"I'm in," he assures confidently. Hard to discredit him when he sounds so serious. Fine, I'm convinced.

"You can get us in without anyone seeing?" Nicolas starts back up, ignoring our conversation playing out. "I don't want her worrying about unwanted eyes. With her past and all."

"They're discrete. It's not like they have a line of paparazzi right at the entrance. I'm telling you, you'll be more distracted by what you want to do with that woman."

"And what happens if Eloise doesn't want any part of this?" Nicolas sighs, his concern written all over his face. "What if she enjoys having us separately, but not together?"

Not expecting a chuckle to come from him, Jake is back to grinning. "Oh, trust me. That is not a problem. Our little baker is more curious than you realize."

Silence fills the room as I'm sure we're all thinking about making this idea a reality.

"Alright." The word comes out without a second thought as I move to stand. "Set the arrangements for tonight."

It has to be tonight. After having her come to my office every single night, I'm fucking addicted. I won't survive the weekend without her.

If I don't itch this scratch soon, I'm going to go absolutely mad.