Quinn
I pulled it off. I have no idea how, but I managed to pull it off. As I lay in bed, sandwiched between the two guys of my dreams, there is a lazy smile spreading across my lips. It’s early morning and they are both knocked out cold, both of them holding on to me like I am some kind of a price they can’t afford to let go even in their sleep. Which is kind of cool, kind of alarming as it comes to the point where I see them actually holding on to each other over my chest. My cat is also sleeping at our feet and, for the life of me, I have no idea how the little f*ucker got inside the room. But here he is now, his little head snuggled over Grey’s stretched out foot.
For a second, as I see all the touching that’s going on in the semi-dark room, my heart skips a beat, and I almost jump i
