I wake up on my bed, which I don't remember sleeping on. I think I slept on the couch. I'm in a familiar position right now. Squished between two giants. Jordan's chest is to my back with his arms around me and Denver has our legs tangled. Something tells me this is going to be our new normal and that I cannot ever move without them.

I check the time to see it's 10am.

How much did I sleep?

Moreover, do these two have absolutely nothing to do?

I'm sure Ian and Anna would be home considering they were out all day yesterday.

"Morning, love," Jordan kisses my ear and my heart flutters at the nickname.

"Morning," I say and try to move out of his hold now that he's awake but he doesn't budge and groans.

"You're not going to work Anderson, stay here," he orders, making me confused.

"But-"

"No. You're not going," he cuts me off. Let me speak at least?

"Willia-"

"Roya, you've been exhausted for days, barely sleeping, and then we fuck you like that so no, you're in no shape to go to work," he shakes his head and holds me tighter.

My face heats up at the mention of yesterday's activities.

"It's 10 am," I say, hinting that it's pretty late to go to work now.

"Still, no matter how much you slept, you aren't going to work," he shuts me down.

God, this man has a problem.

"Williams-"

"Anderso-"

"I don't have work today you idiot," I say before he can cut me off again.

"No you- what?" he leans over me and frowns.

I can't help but smile at the sight. He's so adorable when his mind works like a fucking sloth.

"I have an off today," I chuckle, closing my eyes again and snuggling in his arms. Well there goes my plans to have a cup of coffee.

"Oh," is all he manages to say while plopping his head back on the pillow.

"Yeah, oh," I laugh lightly.

"I can wake up to this sound everyday,"

I smile at Denver's words but still keep my eyes closed. I feel him hovering over me and then I feel a soft kiss on my forehead and I melt. I open my eyes as he backs away and I smile at him.

"Morning," I greet him.

"Morning Anderson," he replies with a smirk on his face and a glint in his eyes, making me shake my head at his antics yesterday.

I can't with these two in the morning.

"So we're all free today," Denver continues.

"I'm free today," I correct him, "you both are free all the time."

"Same thing," Jordan rasps from behind me and places his chin on my shoulder to meet Den's eye.

"Let's go out together," Denver suggests, "just the three of us."

"Can we go to lunch please," I pout, "Like a beachside restaurant or something? Pretty please?" and then I show my puppy eyes, making them both chuckle.

"I can't deal with her man," Denver shakes his head and looks at Jordan.

"Yeah, I dealt with that face for years Miller," Jordan scoffs but I can hear the happiness in his tone.

"I'm right here?" I question rather than stating and Denver looks at me, smiling.

"Oh we know," he sighs, "Lunch it is," he declares, "near a beach," he adds, making me grin which makes his smile wider.

-

Denver went back home to change and Jordan to his hotel. Ian and Anna were still sleeping when they left so they didn't question me when I left at two saying I'm going on a lunch with Jordan.

Denver's picking us all up and he texted me informing that he left Jordan's hotel five minutes ago. It's super hot today, so I opted for a baby blue romper and converse. I stepped in the lobby to see the new guy working instead of Robert.

When he saw me, he stepped in foot with me to the entrance, "Hey," he greeted me.

"Hi, is Robert okay?" I questioned, he works the day shifts now so this was confusing.

"Yeah, he just needed a day off because he wanted to have a family day," he explained. I can't remember his name but I don't think I'll need it.

"Okay, have a nice day," I give him a small smile and head out.

I go and stand outside the building to wait for Denver and a few seconds later the security guy comes out and stands next to me. I don't turn to look at him.

"Robert really adores you," he says out of nowhere but that puts a small smile on my face.

"He's a good man," I tell him, nodding. Just then we hear a honk and I turn to see Denver's car here.

I say wave goodbye to the guy and open the backdoor to be met with two pissed guys glaring holes at him.

"Hey," I say, shutting my door.

"Hey," they both state in unison, their tones clipped and we head towards the beach.

Five minutes in the drive and I've had enough, "okay, what are you guys mad about?"

"I don't know Roya? Why don't we ask Jax?" Denver asks in the same tone, his eyes on the road.

"Who?" I question, confused.

"The security guy," He states.

"He was just making conversation," I say in a duh tone realizing what these guys are on about.

Jordan scoffs at this and there goes my understanding attitude.

"You guys think that low of me?" I ask and before they can say anything, I continue, "Sure he could try and flirt with me but it only matters if I respond with the same or not." My tone now matches theirs and Denver's expression tells me he regrets it. I cannot see Jordan from here since I'm directly behind his seat so I shift in the center.

"We didn't mean it that way, Roya," Denver explains.

"I know you didn't and I know this was a just because you guys care but be mad at him, not me," I say in a softer tone.

"Damn, she's understanding too?" Denver looks at Jordan who only smiles and shakes his head.

"And she's right here," I pout meeting Denver's eyes in the rearview mirror.

"You're right, we overreacted," Jordan turns to look at me and kisses my pout making me break into a smile despite my struggle.

"So where are we going?" I ask, leaning back, now that the tension is broken.

"Whiterock," Denver replies.

"I got that from the roads you smartass, I meant where are we eating? I'm hungry," I almost whine.

"Boathouse," Denver finally tells me.

When we reach our destination and park the car, they both open the doors for me. This is going to be a common problem in the future.

I look at both of them on either side, looking at each other with smirks.

Assholes.

"It's Denver's car so.." saying this, I get off on Denver's side.

Denver loops his arm around my shoulder, his grin mocking Jordan who closes his side of the backdoor.

We step towards him and he takes me by surprise by kissing me hard but as soon as he connected, he stepped back.

"You look beautiful, Anderson," Jordan tucks a hair strand behind my ear while speaking and I blush, looking down.

I look up to see him smirking at Denver and groan pulling them both by their arma to the restaurant.

When we get inside, Denver gives his name to the hostess who not so subtly flirts with them both but doesn't ignore me. Telling me that she's nice but doesn't think I can be with any of them.

Well, ouch.

We get to our table on the patio and go through the menus.

"I'm getting the bacon burger," I state.

"I'll get the fish tacos," Denver places his phone on the table since the menus are available online.

"I'll get the fish n chips," Jordan states and I roll my eyes at his obvious order.

"Did she just roll her eyes at me," he says as if he doesn't believe what I just din.

"She did," Denver sips his water and looks at me.

"Stop talking like I'm not here and yes I did roll my eyes at you," I raise my brow at Jordan.

"Your attitude is only going to get you in trouble Roya," Jordan calmly tells me, but his tone is sharp.

"Are you hinting that you're going to punish me for rolling my eyes at you?" I ask, amused.

"I'm not hinting Roya, I'm promising you," he leans closer to me, his eyes intense.

I clear my throat and look away from him, all this tension only making my panties damp making me squeeze my thighs together.

Denver notices this and smirks, placing his elbows on the table.

"Does the thought of punishment makes you wet Roya?" He asks, his eyes daring me to say no.

"It does, doesn't it," Jordan smirks when I say nothing.

Goddamn it.

"Are you ready to order?" The waitress asks and I sigh, relieved.

But Denver's eyes tell me that they're not letting this go by that easily.