never had feelings for him in high school. What made you decide to marry him out of the blue?” Tyler asked with a pained look in his eyes.
“It’s none of your business why I married Jeff. I did it. It didn’t work out, and we got a divorce, end of story.” Jenna could never admit her feelings for them, not now. She was going home in less than a week, just as soon as she helped her mom get her things in order. She could go back to her empty apartment and boring job. God, she missed Nick and Tyler so much.
“Jenna, we need to talk. You need to know the reason why we couldn’t come clean about the way we felt about you before you left. We told you we were going to have a talk with you the morning you left. You didn’t even give us a chance.” Nick looked into her eyes and said, “Come back to our house with us so we can clear some things up between us all, Jenna. There’s so much we need to discuss, but not here. We need to be alone with you.”
Jenna looked into Nick’s eyes and said, “I can’t leave my mom alone. She needs me here. What if she wakes up and I’m not here?”
“We will leave her a note and tell her you’re with us so she won’t worry,” said Tyler.
“Please, Jenna, we need to clear things up between us and move on with the future. We’ve missed you so much, and all we want to do is talk to you.”
Jenna had never seen this side of them before. They were the same boys she had grown up with, but they were men who were staring at her like she was the last woman on earth and they needed her. “Okay. Let me get my keys, and I’ll follow you to your house.”
“No, you can ride with us, and we’ll bring you back later.”
“Nick will write your mom a note and grab your purse. We’ll go get in the truck.”
Tyler grabbed her hand and practically dragged her to the truck. He opened the door and helped her in the seat. He walked around the driver’s side as Nick came to the truck.
“All set. Let’s go home.”
Chapter 3
When they pulled up in front of their house, Jenna couldn’t believe how beautiful the outside of the house was. The front yard was immaculate. Their front yard had colorful flower beds out front, wood shutters on the windows, and a wooden porch swing that looked inviting. “Wow, this is your home? It’s beautiful!”
Nick looked at her and said, “Yes, Jenna, this is our home.”
She couldn’t help but detect the deep tone in his voice when he made that statement.
“Come inside, honey. We want to show you around, and then we will talk,” Tyler said as he followed her into the house.
Tyler and Nick led her into the front door and proceeded to show her the large living room with leather couches, double reclining chairs, and of course a big flat screen TV that hung on the wall. Along the mantel were pictures. They were pictures of them as kids in the lake and a few of them with their families. They then led her to the kitchen where there was stainless steel everything. It was a chef’s dream kitchen. The counters were natural granite, and the cabinets were a cherrywood color. There were hardwood floors throughout the downstairs. There was one room off the kitchen that they used as an office. She saw their drawing tables and sketches lying around and a bookcase along the far wall. It was the home she imagined. Not even when she and Jeff lived together had her home seemed like she belonged there. Her life never felt real there. She never gave it much effort…just like her marriage to Jeff.
Jenna was brought out of thought when she heard Tyler trying to get her attention.
“Honey, we want to show you the rest of the house. Come on.” She followed Tyler up the stairs. Nick was two steps behind her. There were three bedrooms on the second floor of the house. The first two rooms were the guys’ personal bedrooms, and the third was the master suite. It had a bed bigger than a king-size mattress that dominated the room. There was furniture surrounding