Trapped Between Two Alphas Read Free

Kris asked.
    Frowning, she turned to the man who’d been
quiet.
    “Does that matter? I don’t intend to have
parties or anything.”
    “I don’t care about parties. I want to know how
old you are.”
    She looked between the two men. “I’m
twenty-three.”
    Then Kris did something she wasn’t prepared for.
He reached out and took some of her hair. She’d grown the length out since her
last shot at chemotherapy. Kris leaned down and inhaled.
    Pulling away she glared at him. “What’s the
matter? Is this some kind of custom I didn’t know about?” she asked.
    The last time she’d checked it was unnatural for
people to sniff each other like a bunch of dogs.
    “Not a custom. He’s just a weird man.” Matt took
her hand leading her through to the sitting room. “I’ll give you a quick tour
of the house. Do you have anything else coming through like furniture?”
    She shook her head. “This is all I possess in
the world.”
    Nodding his head he took the case from her.
    “This place is fully furnished. If you have any
troubles let me know, and I’ll make sure one of my men delivers whatever you
need.”
    Kris
stood behind her. His hand rested on the base of her back.
    “That’s
very kind. I won’t need anything. It’s just me.”
    Shit, should I tell two strange,
hunky men that I’m all alone in the world?
    Neither
Kris nor Matt looked threatening. Taking a deep breath she let Matt lead her
around the house. When he made his way into the kitchen she took the time to
linger on the stove. No more hospital food. She intended to eat to her heart’s
content. Weight wouldn’t be an issue. Over the past few years she’d lost too
much weight.
    Chocolate,
she missed chocolate more than anything. And ice-cream.
    Opening
the fridge she saw it was empty.
    “Will
I be able to go to town to fill the fridge?” she asked.
    “I
can take you,” both men said in unison.
    Laughing
nervously she closed the fridge. “I asked for a car.” She rummaged around in
her bag and showed them her driver’s licence. “Is that still possible?”
    Matt
took her licence. “I’ll take this with me so I can check everything out for
you.”
    Nodding,
she followed Matt as he took her around the rest of the house.
    “You’re
free to give it a lick of paint if you wish,” Matt said.
    “Okay.”
    She
liked the decoration. The modest furniture gave it a homey feel. He took her
upstairs to the main bedroom. Kris took her other hand, and she felt a jolt of
electricity from both men. She paused on the stairs as it took her breath away.
    “Are
you all right?” Kris asked. His hand cupped her cheek turning her to face him.
    “Yes,
I’m fine.”
    Great, Cynthia, you look weird in
front of two good-looking men.
    Matt
continued up the stairs to the main bedroom. The bed lay bare in the spacious
room. She sat down on the edge shocked by the sheer size. Living in a hospital
she’d been confined to single beds.
    “There
should be sheets for you to use. None of them have been used by others. There
is only the best.”
    “Thank
you,” she said.
    They
gazed down at her while she sat on the bed. She started to feel hot under the
summer dress she’d worn.
    “If
you need any help at all, don’t fail to get in touch with us.”
    Matt
handed her a card, and then Kris handed her his card. She glanced down at both
numbers.
    “Thank
you.”
    She
saw both men down to the front door. When she walked onto the porch area she
saw several men on either side. They were glaring at one another across the
little patch of gravel leading up to her house.
    When
the door closed behind her their gazes turned her way. The glares disappeared,
and then they looked down at the earth.
    “If
you need us for anything let me know,” Matt said.
    She
watched as he turned to Kris without speaking. They seemed to share a
communication before they left her alone. All the men went off in their
separate directions. Shaking her head, baffled, she moved back inside