The Secret of BadBoy Triplets

The Agreement

My feet jolt forward as I rush to Eddy to give him a hug. He effortlessly swoops me up so that my feet dangle from the ground.

My arms quickly snake around his neck. I feel my eyes shut with sadness as I inhale his subtle sent. I'm going to miss him for the fact that he's leaving to go back home which is about two hours away.

My feet gently connect with the floor again as Eddy releases me. He gives me a crooked smile and I see his right dimple appear.

When he sees my frown his eyes roll out of irritation.

"Geez Amy, you look like someone just kicked a puppy or something."

I frown deeper. "I just don't want you to leave me here."

He takes a step back before releasing a sigh and running a hand down his face.

"We've been over this Amy. You can't stay with me."

"Why not! My parents wouldn't notice anyway." I forcefully shoot back.

"Yes they would. Plus I already talked to them about it, they want you here."

I open my mouth to reply, but Eddy holds up a hand to cut me off. " we're done talking about it. Plus you can visit me anytime it's not like I'm going to walk off the face of the earth."

I stare at him for a minute before releasing a breath and agreeing with him.

"Sorry. I just don't know anyone here. Plus I'm surrounded by hormonal guys who can't keep it in their pants."

Eddy's chest shakes as he releases a deep chuckle. "If that's what your worried about then you know where to kick if they get too touchy."

I crack a wide smile and laugh. "True."

He looks at me and shakes his head, " I don't understand you sometimes. I'm sure most girls would die to be in your position."

I shrug " They may be hot, but that doesn't mean I have a thing for living with triplet guys."

"I knew it!" I hear from behind me.

I twist around to find Brandon lurking behind me in the kitchen. "I knew you wouldn't be able to resist the truth of my hotness."

He casually says this as he swiftly inches up the hem of his shirt to reveal his tan abs. I mentally scold my self as my eyes disobey and shoot to his exposed skin.

I take in every indention of his six pack, and also notice the tattoo that runs down his side just like Keatons.

I forcefully move my eyes towards Eddy's and raise my brows as if proving a point. He takes the hint and rolls his eyes.

"Whatever." He mumbles, obviously hating that I'm right.

After I give Eddy another hug and he trudges through the front door to leave, I retreat past Brandon and up to my new room.

My feet quietly scratch against the carpet as I hop on the bed. My gaze searches the room as I finally take everything in.

There's a large bed along with a dresser and vanity. The walls are sky blue with cream carpet. I nearly squeal at the sight of a walk in closet but my attention is focused on the opposite wall.

I walk up to the floor to ceiling windows and fling them open with a quick motion.

I gape as I realize they're actually glass doors that lead to a small balcony. There is a small outdoor swing and dainty fairy lights placed around the area. It's gorgeous.

The room is far nicer than any that I've ever lived in. My parents drug me with them all over the place, and I've never stayed in one place long enough to call it home. The last state we lived in was Kentucky.