Their Virgin Neighbor (14 page)

Jack shot Anna a grin, both amused and
touched by her frantic activity. It had been this way all morning.
She’d woken at six, disentangled herself from his and Lee’s arms
and set to work. In the last four hours she’d cleaned the cottage,
the farmhouse, had helped him with the cooking, and had even
cajoled Lee into driving to the general store to pick up some extra
supplies. They didn’t need them, but she’d started panicking over
something or another, and had insisted.

“
They’ll be here any
moment now,” Jack said.

Anna pulled a face. “Is everything
ready? Did you finish the salad? What about the ribs? Are they
marinating?”

He sighed. “Will you stop
fretting.”

“
But—”

The back door opened. Anna swiveled
round, a look of pure panic chasing across her pretty features. A
moment later Lee walked in. She let out a heavy exhale.
“Lee!”

Lee paused at the door.
“What?”

“
I thought you were them,”
she said. “I haven’t even started the coffee yet!”

“
Coffee?”

She nodded and made her
way over to the coffee machine. It was the special one she’d
brought with her from the city. Jack was used to the smell of it
now when she set it gurgling first thing in the morning. It was
simply one of the many of her possessions that were now dotted
around the farmhouse, all of them signs that Anna had firmly taken
up residence. A huge crotched, multi-colored blanket now covered
one of the couches in the den, her plates and spotty mugs were in
the dresser next to the dining room table, and she’d practically
commandeered the closet in the master bedroom. Of course, before
Anna there hadn’t
been
a master bedroom. Lee had his half of the house and Jack had
his. But Anna liked to sleep with both of them around her and so
the bedroom where they had spent their very first night together
soon became the master. Oh, Lee still had his room and Jack still
had his, but they rarely used them. Both males preferred to be with
Anna, and they weren’t the only ones. Two felines now occupied the
farmhouse. A tabby female with a tendency to hiss at anything that
wasn’t Anna, and a grumpy ginger male who spent his time hunting
whatever was nearest and bringing those gifts home. More than once
Anna had found a half mouse, an eviscerated bird, even a live snake
on her pillow. She’d smiled each time. She loved those damn
cats.

“
The parcel that came last
week,” Anna said. “I ordered some new beans. They’re Kenyan.
Apparently they’re amazing. I also ordered some syrup. We have a
bunch of different flavors, strawberry, vanilla and
mint.”

“
You’re babbling,” Lee
said, but there was amusement in his voice as he spoke.

Anna turned the machine on. “I can’t
help it.”

Jack couldn’t help his next move
either. He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her
slender body. She wore a blouse covered in a print of little foxes,
and it was tucked in to a pair of tight fitting jeans. He loved her
in jeans. They made every part of her look delicious. “They’re all
gonna love you,” he said. “Every one of them.”

She paused, her hands still against
the packet of special coffee beans, her voice suddenly little more
than a whisper. “They’re going to think we’re weird.”

“
Our families already
think we’re weird,” Lee said as he joined them. “They pretty much
said so when we bought this place.”

“
But what are you going to
tell them?” she asked.

“
We’re not going not tell
them anything,” Jack said. “It’s none of their
business.”

She shook her head. “They’ll realize
we all sleep in the same room. It’s not going to take much to
figure out exactly what that means.” She paused. “They’ll think I’m
a…”

“
A what, Annie?” Jack
demanded. “A what?”

She turned so that she was stood
facing them both. Automatically both Jack and Lee adjusted their
positions so that they were close enough to her to let her know
they were here to protect and comfort her, but far enough away that
she didn’t feel like they were smothering her. It was a balance
that they had found together over the past several months. Living
together, the three of them, hadn’t been all plain sailing. There
were times when Anna wanted her own space, but moving in meant that
the cottage was no longer there for her to use, she’d moved all of
her stuff out after all. But now and then she wanted to be alone,
to watch movie marathons, to think about her Grand, even to head to
the city for a few days and meet back up with the friends she had
started get to know again. Lee had also taken some time for
himself. Jack knew that his friend could only last out about six
months before he took his bike on the road. What he did on those
journeys Jack had never been privy to, but Anna had asked and Lee
had told her. He rode and he slept, and he used that time to think
about the friends that they had lost. It was almost like a
remembrance.

Accommodating those things, those
desires, not to mention the every day rituals of life, between the
three of them had taken some juggling, but they’d managed it, and
they all came back together at some point, finding one another
again.

It worked.

Jack was sure it was going to continue
to work for quite some time. But he wasn’t willing to hide. He
didn’t want what they had to be some sort of dirty secret. Both
their families had been asking for a visit for months and with fall
just around the corner it was the perfect time to let that
happen.

“
What are they going to
think?” Lee asked softly.

“
That I’m…weird…” Anna
whispered. “Or easy, or—”

Jack cupped her face in his hands and
lifted her head until their eyes met. “The moment they meet you
they’ll know that’s not the case. You’re perfect, Anna.”

“
I’m crazy,” she
said.

“
We all are.”

She let out a small laugh and rolled
her eyes. “Crazy for you two.”

Lee took her hand and lifted it to his
lips. “Goes both ways, sweetie.”

She sighed, the coffee started to
gurgle, surrounding them with a smell that Jack had come to
associate with home. He looked at Anna then across to his friend.
Never in a million years could Jack have imagined they’d end up
like this, but never had he been happier.

“
We love you, Annie,” he
said.

Anna smiled. “Love you
too.”

The End

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