Chapter 8. We Thought It Best Not To Tell Her

Zeus POV

I watch Elara run out of the door, and I know we have fucked up.

We went too far, too fast.

She isn’t ready for one of us to give her our undivided attention, much less all three of us at once.

Zane sighs loudly and lays back on his bed. “Well, that backfired.

Just like I told you it would.”

“You fucking started it, Asshole,” I growl at him. “What were you thinking?”

Zane sits up and snarls in my direction. “You try sleeping next to her all night and not getting hard.”

“You could have kept your hands to yourself,” Zeke snaps at him.

“I am not the only one that had wandering hands,” Zane reminds us. “We all touched her.”

He’s not wrong.

All of us are to blame.

Now, she is likely to never trust us again.

“When did she turn into a woman?” I wonder aloud.

“I don’t know,” Zane replies. “She definitely didn’t have those breasts or that ass before she left for college.”

“I know you are