Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 140

When we left to head home, I couldn't stop yawning.

"That was fun," I told Patrick as he held the door open for me.

"Yeah? Mom really likes you." Patrick smiled, then leaned into me, giving me a quick kiss.

"I really like your mom, too. I'm glad she shared everything she did," I admitted. Yes, it had been a little embarrassing for me, but she is the only person I know in a similar relationship, so I was grateful for her.

When we got home, it was after midnight, and I was exhausted. I brushed my teeth and fell into bed, wearing a pair of panties and a t-shirt Josh had pulled over my head before I fell into bed. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow. I roused when the bed moved and felt arms wrap around me, but I fell back to sleep, my head pressed against Josh's chest. The next time I woke, I was between Josh and Jake. It was too warm between them, so I carefully extracted myself and climbed out of bed. Yawning, I headed for the bathroom. I splashed some cool water on my face, stumbled to the thermostat, and turned the temperature down until the air conditioning kicked on. Heading to the kitchen, I filled a glass with ice water and leaned against the island to drink.

"What are you doing out of bed, baby girl?" Josh asked in a sleepy rumble that made my core clench.

at him. His hair was sleep-rumpled, and his face was covered

my hand, and refilled it before setting it on the counter next to me and

gorgeous," he murmured, kissing

my fingers over the ridges of his abs to his chest. I lazily began to explore the dark hair dusting his lower abs. It was so

tilting my head to give him better access. Goosebumps rose over my flushed skin, and I shivered from the way he nibbled down my throat. Sliding his hands under my shirt, Josh massaged my back before grabbing my ass and pulling me toward him. His mouth met mine in a slow, easy kiss, and when he lifted me, I wrapped

as I rubbed against him. Josh tightened one of his hands on my ass as he moved the other one to fist my hair. Not letting me go, he moved into the living room. I felt the sofa brush my legs

he tugged my shirt up, pressing kisses across my stomach, then moving up my body as he uncovered more flesh. When he reached my breasts, I whimpered, but he didn't touch my nipples. Instead he kissed around them until they were painfully tight, then began rubing his stubbly chin against my nipples, I hissed at

much baby girl," he whispered kissing

too Josh, all my

do enough when the other guys are taking

in different ways, and I never want you to doubt that. We are a family,

me.