Harley's Choice (13 page)

So now here I was in bed with two gorgeous
men, who obviously want me right where I am and I wanted to get
out…what the hell was wrong me? So I snuggled down and closed my
eyes and just enjoyed the warmth and security these two bodies
provided me.

It was true they made me feel extremely
safe, which is something I’ve not had for ten years. I don’t know
if it’s because of our past or because they excluded an alpha male
quality that makes me relax into a pile of womanly goo, but I sort
of like it.

My mind of course drifted back to the only
other man who came anywhere close to making me feel secure, though,
even at his best I couldn’t relax fully around Marcus. Two years I
wasted with that man. Two years I’ll never get back and a scar that
will never go away.

‘
Listen to me you little bitch. You have
strung me along for two years and when I want to make it official
you cast me aside like a piece of trash or worse like a mark. Is
that what I’ve been to you, a mark?’ his voice was cool
venom.

‘
Now Marcus you’re ridiculous. You know
that I care for you.’

‘
Care – CARE FOR ME?!?! YOU LOVED ME
THREE DAYS AGO!!” he was pissed now, the heat and hatred rolled off
of him. I sat back in the chair he had thrown me and looked at him.
Dark hair, black eyes, his skin a warm copper color, best of all
his height, he stood five nine and weighed in at a hundred eighty.
He was hired with the company three years ago just out of the
military. His confidential report stated that his ability to decide
between right and wrong was off kilter but his compulsion for order
was borderline Obsessive. My father loved him on sight. Me, I took
another year to trust him enough to let him near me. His chin was
strong his, nose had a slight bump to it where he says he broke it
as a child. All in all he was a beautiful specimen of man.

But right now he was so full of anger it
made him ugly and all of that anger was directed at me.

“
Marcus you are right, I do love you.” I
stood and walked toward him. “You have given me your love and what
have I done, I have thrown it right back in your face.” He nodded.
“That was not fair of me and for that I’m truly sorry, but what you
have done today has erased everything I felt for you. You shook me
like an Etch ‘N’ Sketch and due to that I have forgotten our love
and for that I cannot forgive you.” He just realized his mistake
because I now stood with in arms reach of him and used surprise to
my advantage.

I slammed my palm into his chest in the area
of the sternum and he crumpled as all the air rushed out of his
lungs. I went to the phone and called it in. ‘Hiya Daddy, we have a
problem, Marcus-‘ was all I got out before I was grabbed and thrown
down. The impact caused me to release the air in my lungs then he
proceeded to kick me in the ribs to keep me from catching a
breath.

I heard my father’s bellow from the floor
and the next foot that made contact became my prisoner. I grabbed
the foot and held on to it and took a deep breath. “You fucker!” I
screamed as the air filled my lungs then I proceeded to roll onto
his ankle and I was hoping it was enough and when I heard a very
satisfying crack I knew it was and smiled.

“
FUCK!” He fell, “YOU BITCH! I WILL KILL
YOU NOW!” I don’t know where he got the knife that he pulled out
from his back, but the analogy was ripe for the picking. He sort of
jumped at me it and I helped his face to get to know my foot
better. It made a solid contact and blood poured from his
nose.

I think that this must have been his
snapping point, because he slammed the floor and suddenly was on
me. The knife forgotten in his left hand but his right hand got in
two punches to my face before I got my hand out to block. The knife
was now back in the game and we were both holding it finally I got
it away from my neck by rotating our hands above my head which put
his face closer to mine and I head butted his already broken nose
so hard it left me seeing stars and he looked stunned as the blood
poured from his nose on to me. But then I felt it. The burn on the
back of my neck was incredible it caused tears to spring to my
eyes.

I delivered one last punch to his temple and
he slid off of me dazed and I pulled myself together and kicked him
in the head and he promptly lost consciousness. I wasn’t doing so
well I put my hand to the back of my neck and that movement caused
pain to surge through my whole right side and made my eyes cross. I
threw up. The heaving of my stomach and caused the pain to heighten
and I passed out.

I sat up in bed and looked around and
realized I was in the hotel room and Carson and Kyle were both
still in bed. I glanced at the clock and saw that I had lost two
hours and now I felt rushed and late.

I again slid out of the bed and this time
went to the shower in Carson’s room. I was soaked head to toe when
I felt a breeze lick my body, I quickly flipped my hair to lay down
my back just as the curtain was pulled open. The dream had me a bit
more self-conscious of my scar than normal. “Mind if I join you?”
Kyle standing there naked was not one to deny anything to so I
nodded and he stepped in. I stepped out of the spray as he stepped
in. “I don’t know what you did to Carson last night but I’ve never
seen him sleep this long.”

I laughed. “I didn’t do anything out of the
ordinary I swear.” He motioned for the soap and I placed it in his
hand. “You know he said you like to sleep later.”

“I usually do but I got cold without you
there next to me.”

“Aww how sweet; now get out of the way I’m
getting cold.” He chuckled and stepped back and I slipped back into
the spray. “So what’s your first class today?”

“Archery, nothing else sounded good, but
this afternoon’s class is horseback riding.”

“I am taking archery too this morning, but
cooking this afternoon.”

“If I remember correctly Carson’s taking
those two classes.” I smiled glad I was going to have at least one
of them in both my classes. “Now turn I’ll wash your back.” I
hesitated but complied and he washed my back, my shoulder blades
and my hips. He also provides massage service along with
cleansing.

He started to move my hair and I was
suddenly ready to get out. “Well I think I’m very clean.”

“No I’m pretty sure I missed a spot.”

“No, I’m pretty sure I squeak I’m so clean.”
I turned and faced him and let the water rinse me off. Then I
stepped out and wrapped a towel, sort of, around my body and
flopped a second one over my hair. “I’m going to go get dressed and
go eat, are you going to go with me?”

“Sure, I could use some food. Should we get
some for Carson and bring it back?”

“That would be nice or how about waking me
and asking if I wanted to go too.” Carson said from the doorway.
“You looked very delicious this morning Hars.”

“You look like sin and very beddable
Carson.” I looked him over his hair was wet, his shirt was
unbuttoned and the top button of his jeans was open. I wondered
briefly why men did this all the while being hypnotized by his abs
and chest.

“Keep looking at me that way and we will not
make it to breakfast.” My stomach rumbled and Carson laughed. “Go
get dressed and we’ll go eat.”

I did as told and soon the three of us were
on our way to the buffet. My body was still loose and relaxed from
the night before and so my gait was longer and my hip roll was more
pronounced and definitely not unnoticed by the men. “Oh kitten you
should be freshly loved every morning.”

“Kyle, don’t say that, she’d kill us both
within a week.” I laughed and stepped into the elevator and turned
to face them both. I pressed the open button and waited for them to
catch up.

As they approached the elevator they slowed
and both looked at me like I was the devil herself. “Come on boys,
I won’t bite…hard.” Carson smiled big like he took that statement
as a challenge and Kyle swallowed hard like he was suddenly afraid.
Both adjusted their pants then stepped in and placed me in between
them.

The ride, like so many before, was filled
with the tension that I was becoming very familiar with. We have
become sexually compatible but even I couldn’t deny there were
unspoken truths between the three of us. All of them mine.

I was going to need to say something soon.
If I couldn’t ride a simple elevator with them then I had no chance
of a future with either of them.

The door opened and we walked to the buffet
with empty stomachs and they pulled me out forty-five minutes
later. “Come on Hars we have to be at the class in just a half
hour. That gives us enough time to go up get our stuff and get back
down.”

“Fine, but I was still eating.”

“Kitten you would still be eating this
afternoon if we left you to it.”

I mumbled “no they close down the breakfast
bar at ten.” Kyle laughed and Carson groaned but I allowed them to
lead me back to the room and gathered my stuff. We needed our
badges and schedule so we could get into the classes. I also wanted
my glasses and opted to leave my pistol in the room so I wouldn’t
shoot anyone today. I did pretty well last night but I wasn’t going
to press my luck.

I was head deep in my purse when Kyle asked
“Kitten, what you looking for?”

“My sun glasses, seen them anywhere?”

“I remember seeing them on that night
stand.” Carson said and pointed to the far side of the room.

“I’ll go check.” Kyle walked volunteer and
walked around the bed and looked around, while I moved into the
bathroom. “I don’t see them; maybe they fell under the bed.”

I froze, stared at myself wide-eyed in the
mirror as I focused on the other side of the bed to see Kyle
standing up from the floor holding my glasses…

And my rifle.

I took a deep breath and slowly released it
just as his eyes moved from my rifle and found mind. Ok, now or
never, I opened my mouth to explain but Kyle beat me to it. “Carson
you want come in here a sec?”

“Sure, what’s up?” As he stepped into the
room he froze looking at Kyle and then slowly turned to face me.
The look on his face was confusion but had a heavy overtone of
anger. Just looking at Baby there’s no denying what she is. “Harley
what is that? No…I know what it is, I’ve used one myself. Why is it
in your room?”

I chickened out. “Oh look my sun glasses
thanks Kyle.” I tried for ignoring Baby but neither one bought it,
never thought they would actually. I made a point of looking at the
clock “Oh look we have fifteen minutes to get down there we better
get going.”

I turned and was almost to the door when a
voice stopped me. “Harley Elsbeth Shelton, get back here right now
and explain this.”

“I can’t believe you remember my middle
name.” I looked at Carson and bit my lip. He was fuming and it was
directed at me.

“I remember everything about you.” He voice
was cold but thoughtful. “I remember that you like homemade hot
cocoa. I remember you are ticklish on the back of the knees. I
remember you throw, um, threw a punch like a girl.” He had stepped
closer with each ‘I remember’ now he stood in front of me. “But
what I don’t remember is this woman who knows she can be a vixen,
who can throw around a man a good hundred pounds heavier, who
curses with deadly herbs, and has a sniper rifle with a quite
beautiful scope hidden under her bed!” His nostrils flared trying
to accommodate his breathing and somehow he had gotten me trapped
against the wall with both hands on the wall behind me.

His anger fed me but it wasn’t my anger that
got fed, oh no, it couldn’t be my anger. No, it had to be desire.
There was something dangerous about him angry. Like a snake coiled,
or a submerged gator. I couldn’t have stopped the next movement for
nothing. I jumped him, my lips slammed to his and my feet locked
behind his back. He slammed me against the wall and even though I
whimpered against the pain it was mostly sexual.

His lips ripped from mine and I whined “Kiss
me again with those lying lips and it shall be the last time you
kiss me.” His statement was as efficient as ice water. I fell
ungraciously from his arms.

“They haven’t lied…ok once.” I looked to
Kyle. “When you asked me what exactly I did for a living.”

“You told me you worked in an office doing
pre-printed stationary.”

“Yeah, that was a lie and in my defense the
only one I’ve told. Now I have left a lot out, but I have not
lied.”

“No you have manipulated around every
question. I remember asking you last night what you were hiding
from me. You seduced around that answer. You are nothing but a
lying whore!”

I heard Kyle suck in a breath as the
resounding slap echoed through the room. “I will not tell you a
thing until you apologize for that comment. In my line of work I
have been called worse but NEVER by anyone that I cared for or that
was supposed to care for me.” I kneed him in the nuts “NOW GET OUT
OF MY ROOM YOU ASS!” I shoved him out of the room and slammed the
connecting door and locked it. I heard him cussing and then I
jumped when the door vibrated with his hit.

I wanted to cry, but I had things to do. I
was committed to a schedule and though I may not have been in the
mood I knew I was going to go. I spun and looked at Kyle who came
around the bed and pulled me in his arms. “Easy kitten. He didn’t
mean it and you know it. He was angry that you haven’t told us the
truth.” I sobbed into his arm. “Aw Harley, don’t do this. It’s just
that you know you have become the most important woman in our life,
for ten years we have speculated and worried and wondered what you
were doing with your life. I think he would have been just as
pissed had you told us that you were married with kids.” I laughed
through my tears as they slowed. “Will you tell us kitten, please?”
I nodded and he sat me on the bed and walked to the door and
unlocked it, stepped through and shut it.