My Millionaire

Chapter 2.

"This is your fault!" Elias whisper shouts to Ezekiel, while holding Alicia's body close to his as he sits next to her on the floor.

"My fault?" Ezekiel shouts back, "how is this my fault?"

"Well maybe if you didn't go full 'I wanna get in your pants' she wouldn't have gotten so worked up!"

"Oohh are you jealous because she fainted over me and not you?"

"Zeke! Elias!" Mason shouts a little louder than them both causing them both to snap their attention to him, "would you shut up! She probably fainted because as far as she knew there was only ONE Meyers son! Not three!"

"Oh yeah," they both say in unison, as if the thought hadn't occurred to them.

"Or maybe it's because she hasn't eaten yet and a lot is happening all piled into a one," a breathy voice interrupts from under them. Alicia stirs and slowly wraps her hand around Elias's wrist, sending shivers through his body.

She stands slowly with the help of the men in front of her.

"I'm gonna go change," she whispers to them, "figured I should dress up to meet you... and you and you. But this dress is cutting off my circulation."

"Please," Zeke responds quickly, "you don't need to dress up for us."

She smiles weakly before making her way to her room. All the men watching and admiring her from behind. They share the same strong feeling tugging at their insides as they watch her perfectly rounded ass rock back and forth as she walks.

"Mason! Where did you find this chick?" Zeke asks while adjusting his pants.

"I picked her as our protector," he responds quietly, trying to repress a moan.

"So we all thinking the same thing?" Elias asks, turning back to the oven to make their plates.

"It's her," the other two speak in unison as they start to the table again, helping their brother set up for dinner.

Alicia makes her way down the stairs again, this time in her shorts and hoodie from before. She's washed her makeup off, exposing all the freckles covering her face and her red hair is tied in a messy bun atop her head.

As she walks into the kitchen for the second time she picks the blazers off the backs of the chairs and quietly hangs them on the coat rack in the large kitchen's entry way. The men notice and Zeke gives her a sloppy smile -making her insides flutter- and speaks sweetly, "thank you darling. However you don't need to do that."

She curses herself for feeling so drawn to this man. However she curses herself more for being equally drawn to the other two as well. She's always believed that you're only supposed to be attracted to one man. Not two, and definitely not three.

She shakes her head and joins Elias at the counter, "can I help?"

He jumps slightly by the sudden voice beside him. She smiles to herself.

Elias hands her a couple plates and he takes the other two, following her to the table before setting the two plates down that he's carrying down on two set mats. That's when she realizes that she has to sit beside one of them.

Mason takes the seat in front of her. One down two to go. Elias sits next to Mason and Zeke sits right beside her. There's a bang on the door that interrupts everything. Everyone sits silently, glancing around at each other.

"Were you expecting anyone?" Alicia asks, noticing their worried expressions and lifts the edge of her hoodie up, making it easy for her to access the gun on her hip.

"No we weren't," Zeke speaks slowly as he stands up in front of Alicia.

"I'm supposed to be your protector. Not the other way around," she pushes her way past him.

He wraps an arm around her waist, not in a flirty way but just to hold her in place. However she mentally slaps herself for enjoying the feeling.

"Fine," he whispers in her ear, "protect us. But if you get shot," he leans closer to her, "I will say 'I told you so'."

She pulls herself from his grasp, regaining her train of thought and walking slowly to the door before slowly opening it, her hand on her gun loosely.

"Hello!" A younger man greets her and she smiles back at him.

"Can you tell Mr. Meyers that his Bentley's bumper has been restored," the boy says sweetly while wiping his hands on his t-shirt.

When all is over she makes her way out of the doorway, she's soon met with something hard smacking against her back. She turns quickly to see Elias.

"Sorry!" She apologizes quickly and makes her way quickly past all of them and into the kitchen again.

"Mind telling us what the kid wanted?" Elias asks.

"Oh!" Alicia responds, completely forgetting about her conversation with the kid, "your Bentley's bumper is fixed."

They nod at the same time and she takes a bite of the steak and potato in front of her.

"What is that by the way?" She asks quickly, knowing she would've chickened out if she had waited to ask until later.

"A Bentley?" Zeke asks.

"No smartass I know what a Bentley is."

Zeke smiles, loving her sarcasm used to match his.

"Your accent," she says again only this time she looks Zeke in the eyes.

"Oh," he looks down at his plate before taking a bite.

"We were born to an Arabic family," Mason speaks while Zeke shovels food into his mouth.

"Then we moved from Saudi Arabia to Transylvania when we were very young. Before we were 12," this time Elias speaks.

"Oh," she says quietly.

"Now can I ask about the obvious?" She asks, not wanting to cross a line.

"What do you mean?" Mason asks.

"What do you think I mean?" She raises an eyebrow and looks at him while drinking a little bit of her tea.

"How are we so gorgeous?" Ezekiel chimes in from beside her. She rolls her eyes and elbows him in the side.

"Cocky bastard," she mumbles. Not realizing she's said it out loud until she hears him laughing.

"The fact that there's three of us?"

She nods in the direction of Elias.

"Obviously we're triplets," Zeke states, "we use it to our advantage."

"We let people believe that there's only one of us," Elias smiles slyly, "and when we all go out together people stare, take pictures, and ask questions. Two of us put on a small disguise and we say we're cousins."

She shakes her head, slightly impressed.

"Well damn, and I thought there was only one good looking millionaire in my area," she says before she can stop herself.

The men all stiffen.

"I'm so sorry," she speaks quickly, "I didn't mean to say that out loud."

"It's okay," Zeke answers.

Damn it, she thinks. Now they think she's crazy.