I cleaned myself and went through my morning routine and went to the kitchen to find Elsie and the twins there. Elsie had made breakfast for us, and she was really happy to see us three laughing and talking. She could not wipe her grin off her face as she exited the room. I really hoped I was doing right and that I was helping the twins.
“So what shall we do today?” John asked with a mouthful of omelet.
“You decide,” I said, “You know this house – mansion – better than I do!”
“What about swimming?”
“I didn’t bring my swimsuit with me,” I bit my lip.
“It’s covered,” Edward said with a cheeky smile, “We’ve got it ready for you.”
“What?” I said, widening my eyes. I bet they were just being polite when they asked me what I wanted to do; they had probably planned everything out already.
“Yeah,” Edward continued, grinning, “We can rest by the pool for a while first after breakfast!”
“Alright then,” I agreed to the plan, and we continued our breakfast in a bubble of chatter and laughter.
When we were all done, we went back up to the bedroom and John went over to his closet and fished out some pieces of fabrics which appeared to be my swimsuit.
They had prepared a very revealing and sexy bikini for me. And it was light blue in color, my favorite. Even though they remembered my favorite color, which I was sure I had mentioned briefly once before, this still did not prevent me from raising an eyebrow at them.
They were grinning back at me mischievously.
“Did you do this on purpose?” I asked, “This is not exactly my style…”
“We know,” Edward said, “But it’s our style.”
I sighed, shaking my head, “Alright, alright, I’ll go get changed now,” I turned on my heels and headed towards the bathroom.
I clambered into the bikini and it clattered my body tightly. It fitted perfectly – how did they know my size?
I took a glance at myself in the mirror, and I had to say, this was better than I thought. It did reveal a bit too much, but it made me excited being in it… In front of John and Edward.
I cracked open the bathroom door and peeked my head around. The boys were sitting on their beds respectively talking in their swimming trunks and a t-shirt, everything matching. Now that I thought of it, it was actually cute.
And when they heard me opening the door, they immediately stopped talking and snapped their heads towards me. Okay, now they were making me nervous.
They broke out into face-splitting grins as I slowly stepped out of the bathroom. They widened their eyes as my whole being was on show.
“Wow (Yn),” John gasped, “You look beautiful, as usual.”
I saw Edward gulp, and he nodded in agreement.
“Thanks,” I blushed.
“Let’s go,” Edward stood up from his bed and walked towards me, extending his hand. John followed after grabbing the bag resting against his leg, and stood at the door, opening it for us.
“Wait,” I said, skipping towards my bag which was lying at the foot of one of the beds, “I’ll put something on a T-shirt first.”
“No, you look fairly well right now,” Edward pouted.
“But—” I protested but Edward yanked me towards John.
“No one will see you okay,” John added, “Just us, and we like to see you like that.”
I was basically being pushed out of the room by them, so I had no choice but to follow them in just my bikini. We linked hands, with me walking between them.
However, as we walked past the foyer, Jack was attending to a delivery – a delivery guy was also there. Shoot.
They both looked at us, and Jack nodded impassively at us as that young delivery guy with messy brown hair stared at me with wide eyes, his jaw on the floor.
I heard the twins cursed under their breath as we kept walking, and suddenly John pulled me towards him and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. Edward raised an arm and rested his palm against my bare back.
I looked up at them and saw them glaring at that delivery guy. I followed their gaze and saw that guy had closed his mouth, but still staring.
Over-protective twins.
At last we made it to the outdoor pool at the backyard – there was an indoor heated one right inside, with bathrooms and everything – and I could feel the tensed twins relax.
“Finally,” John exhaled, putting down the bag he brought on a sun lounger, “No more men except us.”
The pool was very big, occupying part of the backyard – I did not know exactly how big this part was, because the backyard was so big that it seemed like it had no bounds – I could only see lines of trees hiding the boundaries.
“I told you I was going to put on something on top,” I muttered.
“We didn’t know there would be someone else,” Edward admitted, “That guy was lucky that we didn’t rip his head off.”
I laughed, “Seriously, you’re overreacting!”
“But you’re ours,” Edward insisted.
“I’m not,”
“You are,”
“Not,”
“Say no again and I’ll throw you into the pool,” John suddenly grabbed me from behind and lifted me up, making me scream. They never fought fair!
“NO!” I screamed – I really did not feel like entering the cool water in this way, “Okay, okay, whatever you say!”
“Good girl,” John put me down again and I turned around to glare at him.
He stared down at me and bit his lip seductively… What was he trying to pull?
John slowly grasped the hem of his T-shirt, and pulled it over his head, revealing his toned body.
GIRL LOOK AT THAT BODY.
Seriously. This was not fair. His body… Just… Oh my God.
“See something you like?” John asked in a low voice with an eyebrow raised, and stepped closer to me so our bodies were almost touching. STOP, JOHN! He really knew how to distract me and make me forget about why I was pissed at him.
I blushed, and turned around to find Edward standing close to me. I was sandwiched between them, and all this body heat, especially the impact from John’s naked chest against my naked back, was driving me insane. I could hardly breathe, and this reminded me of the night at the club. I shook my head to get rid of the hot idea and looked up at Edward. He was smiling at me seductively.
“Help me get out of my shirt?” he asked softly.
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125 and 214 Shades of Grimes
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