Brielle smiled, pressing a kiss to both men, before snuggling down between them.
Lennox ran a lazy hand over her stomach, his grin still soft around the edges.“So, tell us about this place, sweetheart.It’s got that lived-in magic vibe.You decorate it yourself?”
She smiled, turning her head on the pillow to look between them.“Kind of.The building’s called Fated Ink.It’s ten stories.The first two floors are commercial properties and on the ground floor is the tattoo studio where Saffie and Ursula work.The other eight floors are residential.Most floors have four 2-bedroom apartments on them, except this floor and the top.This floor is the 9th and it has my place and the only other apartment on this floor is Willow’s, both three-bedroom, three-bathroom.Ursula and Saffie share the top floor, and we all use the rooftop as a common space.”
Hunter whistled under his breath.“This place is beautiful, and so close to downtown.The rent must be pretty hefty, huh?”
Brielle bit her lip, fighting a grin.“No.I don’t pay rent.Actually, none of us do.We own the whole building.”
Both men froze, staring at her.Lennox blinked first.“You’re kidding.”
“Nope.”She chuckled.“It used to belong to a friend of our coven—someone who wanted the place to stay in our hands.When the last of the Council’s holdings collapsed, the deed transferred to me, and I added the others to the title.It’s been my sanctuary ever since.”
Hunter let out a low whistle.“Damn.And here we thought we were bringing the big energy tonight.”
Lennox nudged her playfully.“Guess we’re just a couple of bears punching above our weight—which is considerable.”
She laughed softly.“Hardly.You fit right in here.Fated Ink has always been about found family, not status.”
Hunter smiled at that, tracing his thumb along her collarbone.“Still, it’s impressive.You’re building something strong.A home.A legacy.”
Brielle narrowed her gaze at him and Lennox frowned.“What is it, beautiful?”
Brielle ran a finger down his right bicep and he winced.“Sophia?”
“Yeah.”Lennox said, feeling the heat rise in his face.“Can I plead youth and stupidity?
Brielle stared at him for a moment.“Only if you have Ursula looking at something to cover it up.”
“Yes, sweetheart, I promise she is already working on something,” Lennox said quickly, then continued to change the subject, “So, what’s next for you, our beautiful witch?”
She hesitated, thoughtful.“Like I said earlier, I want to start writing, and maybe, if I am good enough, actually publishing something.”
Hunter smiled.“Now’s the time.You’ve got stories worth telling?”
Brielle looked up at him from beneath her lashes.“I do.”
Lennox propped himself up on one elbow.“Yeah?What kind?”
Brielle’s grin turned wicked.“Reverse harem romance.”
Lennox choked on his laugh while Hunter’s eyes darkened again.“That right?”Hunter murmured.
Lennox frowned, curious.“Wait—what even is a reverse harem romance?”
Brielle laughed, the sound was rich and mischievous.“It’s where one lucky woman ends up with multiple lovers instead of choosing just one.”
Lennox raised an eyebrow.“So ...like this?Like us?”
She smirked.“Exactly like this.”
Lennox grinned, looking between her and his brother.“You mean people actually read that?”
“Millions,” she said, teasing.“Apparently women like the idea of being adored, protected, and thoroughly ruined by more than one man for the rest of her very happy life.”
Hunter’s voice dropped an octave.“Then maybe we ought to help you with your research.”
“Research?”she echoed, pretending to consider it.“Well, it does help when the inspiration is hands-on.”