They Belong To Me (Original Story)

Electric Touch

The next morning Aria had awakened to an empty room and the steady patter of rain upon the window, droplets yet to scatter the nascent rays of the rising sun. The sound brings a calmness to her mind, a soothing melody, a natural lullaby. With eyes at rest, she happily within herself for the blessed moments of solitude.  

She yawned, smiled, and for a moment, recalled how sweet the Viklund brothers treated her after, their intimate encounter. Adam and Austin cleaned themselves with the towel underneath Aria; afterward, they tenderly kissed her goodnight and tucked her into bed. She drifts on calm seas, aimless as a child on summer vacation, paddling, at ease with the fluidity of time.

In her mind's eye, she is with them, singing upon the rooftops, filling her lungs with fresh air, watching the world come into focus. The last thing she remembers is soft kisses from three incredibly gorgeous men wishing her sweet dreams and thanking her for such a good time.

Soon she returns to the here and now, the song of the rain becomes a fusion, birds bringing sweet high notes. She looks at her watch and shrugs.

I'll be a little late going in, but I'll have plenty of time to prep for my 10 AM.

She swiped over the icon to her calendar.

I forgot! Adam had to catch his flight to Singapore. He won't be back until later in the day on Saturday. I wonder if Andrew and Austin went with him?

She was almost certain that Andrew was with Adam. Andrew is fluent in Mandarin, so it would make sense for him to go with Adam on this important business endeavor.

Aria threw the blanket off and got out of bed, unable to stop herself from thinking about them. Each Viklund son's native tongue was Swedish and taught at an early age a foreign language. Austin speaks Spanish and Adam speaks French.

Aria saw her tousled hair and gave herself a devilish smile in the mirror before getting into the shower. As the hot water rained down on her cool flesh, she let out a relaxing breath. Her mood elevated and her thoughts shifted.

I'm on cloud nine no doubt. But conflicted nonetheless...But I shouldn't be...?

She tried to reason with herself.

I didn't touch them, they touched me...That's not factual... You gave into their seduction you little hussy! They wanted to submit to you and the moment you realized that you controlled the situation and them...you were all in...You control freak!

At work that afternoon she was surprised with another delivery. As she took the elevators down to the lobby, she wondered why Adam was sending her flowers again. She got her daily glower from Kassie while retrieving her surprise. The bouquet was bigger and even more exquisite than the one before. In her office, she read the note.

Aria,

Tack, Gudinna!

Passionerat,

Andrew

After Aria got over her initial shock she smiled brightly.

What the hell is he thanking me for?

She relived the moments with Andrew and his amazing kiss and her cheeks burned with pleasure. A few moments later, she got another call from the envious receptionist.

When she reached the lobby she was surprised again; it was another wonderful bouquet. Unable to contain her curiosity, she read the card on the elevator.