Alexander, Kalissa - Katlynn in Training (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Kalissa Alexander Page A

it hasn’t hit me. I mean, I don’t even have a dog or a cat. You don’t think I’m awful do you?”
    “To the contrary.” Justin smiled, touching her arm gently. “I think it’s good that you know how you feel and you don’t think you have to be a certain way because society dictates that’s the norm. Not that you might not change your mind someday, but whether a woman has children or not has nothing to do with the size of her heart or whether or not she’s a good person.”
    “I second that completely.” Jeremiah smiled, sitting back in his chair. “You should never feel bad about being honest.”
    For a moment she thought she was going to cry again. Her emotions were so close to the surface. She continued to blame her lack of control on the death of her parents, but if she were truthful with herself, there was something about the Justin and Jeremiah that brought out a depth of emotion in her she hadn’t realized she possessed. Blinking her eyes, she smiled at one and then the other brother. “You two are good for me. Thank you.”
    They spent the remainder of the evening talking about a variety of subjects including the condo association and the new pool that would be ready for summer. By the time she checked her cell phone, it was almost midnight.
    “Wow, I can’t believe how late it is. I really have to be going. And you, Jeremiah, have to get up and go to work tomorrow. Justin and I can sleep in. I’m sorry I kept you up so late.”
    “Nonsense, I wouldn’t mind if you stayed longer,” Jeremiah said graciously.
    “Always the perfect host.” She giggled. “Even when it means you’ll be dragging yourself out of bed in the morning cursing your pesky neighbor.”
    “Never,” Jeremiah said adamantly, humor glinting from his sleepy eyes.
    “But, the truth is I’m tired myself. Thank goodness I was able to clear my bed of all the boxes yesterday. I may still have a lot of unpacking to do, but at least I have a place to sleep.”
    “You could have stayed here you know. Our third bedroom is made up as guest room until Jarred arrives. If you ever find yourself in need of a place to sleep, let us know. It’s yours to use whenever you want.”
    “Now you tell me,” she joked. Although she was just trying to be funny, the idea of waking up in the same house with Justin and Jeremiah had its appeal. They were fun, and being in their company was uplifting. The thought of going back to her own house by herself where there were only more unopened boxes to greet her, was suddenly more depressing than ever. “By the way, when does Jarred arrive?”
    Both brothers smiled at each other, but it was Justin that answered her question, “Sometime this summer.”
    “I look forward to meeting him.”
    “And he,” Jeremiah said, looking into her eyes deeply, “is looking forward to meeting you, too.”
    “You’ve already told him about me?” She was surprised that she would have come up in their conversation so quickly.
    “We told you we share everything and especially where our big brother is concerned.”
    “Well, if he’s anything like you two, I’m sure I’ll love him.”
    “We’re counting on it,” Jeremiah said softly, his eyes never leaving hers.
    Reluctantly she said her good-nights. But before they would let her go, they insisted they each be allowed to hug her. She gave in with a smile, happy they were their kind and wonderful selves again. She reveled in their warm hugs and the light kiss on the forehead she received from each one. Justin said he’d give her a call tomorrow.
    The evening had been fun, and she hated to see it end, but she was becoming more tired by the minute. And although Jeremiah had said he didn’t want her to leave, she knew he had to be exhausted and ready to crawl into bed. A mental picture of him crawling naked into his bed flashed in her head. Reluctantly, she willed the erotic image away only to be replaced by a similar one of Justin. It was good that she left