After Solitude

Chapter 10

Zoey's POV

I tell Poppy about my day, leaving out the part about how I like these vampires and they saved me from a beast in the forest.

She'd only freak out if she knew, or call me crazy. I'd call me crazy too if I were her.

She then told me about her time with Desmond. All the details screech in my ears as she talks about the dirty things they've done.

I'm happy that she's happy, but I don't need to know how many times they had sex and in how many positions.

Over the next few days, I've been texting all three of the guys. Nik said that Jett stole it off his phone then just gave it to Wyatt to make him stop begging.

I don't mind one bit though, I'm happy that I'm able to talk to all of them. It especially helps pass the time when it's a slow day at work.

Over these few days, I've also come to the conclusion that I do really like them. If they wanted to kill me, they would've already done it. If they didn't care about me, then they would've let me die whenever that wolf attacked me.

I talked to Poppy more about the guys and I. Asking her questions about if it was normal for a female to be with more than one man, she said it wasn't normal but it does happen and how badly she wish it happened for her. She said I should go for it.

So, that's what I'm going to do.

Give them a chance. The voice in my head has been nagging.

Last night, they invited me on a date. They told me that we could make a bunch of popcorn and watch a movie in their theater. Which I didn't know they had in that huge mansion but it would make sense that a place that big has some amazing rooms.

For the little at home date, I throw on small spaghetti strap black cropped shirt that stops at the bottom of my ribs, high waisted shorts, and a comfy pink cardigan since the spring weather can sometimes be unpredictable.

Sadly, Poppy is working extra shifts since someone called out so she can't tell me if my outfit is cute or not.

As soon as I look at the clock, I hear the rumble of Nik's loud engine.

Right on time.

When I get into the car, I notice Nik's flawless skin, his icy blue iris' anyone would kill for, the way his black hair shines when the sun hits it.

We hold hands the whole way to the mansion, which he just calls a house.

It's not a house.

Pulling up the long driveway, we notice Jett and Wyatt wrestling on the grass.

Jett and Wyatt roll around, both trying to gain dominance.

"Are they fighting?" I ask, concerned.

He chuckles, "no, love. They're just being goofy." Nik says as he opens his door.

They freeze, realizing we're here and watching them. Jett takes his chance to give Wyatt a playful slap.

"I win." Jett tells him, standing from being on top of him.

I can't help but smile at their childish game, remembering how the kids in the group home would always wrestle around. I was never allowed to participate because all the kids saw me as being too small or fragile.

Jett puts his arm around my shoulder, leading me inside.

This interior will never not amaze me. I say to myself as I look at all the expensive looking furniture, art, and decorations.