Ivory Causeways Framed Distant Outposts by Arman Steele 13

Chapter 13 

“I guess those fuckers will get their wishes granted, because you can have me, you can have Aleck, or you can have us both,” he said with a groan, his hands around my neck and his mouth on mine, his kiss frantic and wild. He pulled away and looked at me. 

“There’s no rush on anything, princess. Whenever you’re ready, whatever you want, that’s what will happen. Get some rest; you have to figure out what to do 

about that apartment,” he said, kissing my forehead and walking back towards the living room. I walked into the room and closed the door. 

I sat on the bed. Was this really happening? Could I have them both? I grabbed a shower and went back to bed. It was almost morning, I wouldn’t be able to 

sleep. I lay there staring at the ceiling. How would people react to us being together? Our friends? They’ll think we lied and Mary was right. Oh god, how do 

we do this? 

When 6 AM rolled around, I hadn’t slept a wink. I got up and walked out to the kitchen. Dean was there. 

“Morning.” I took a seat at the counter, rested my head down, and looked at him. He put a cup of coffee in front of me. I felt someone behind me; he kissed 

me on my shoulder. “Morning, baby girl.” 

“Morning.” 

“Stop worrying about whatever it is that has you like that,” Dean said, putting the plate next to the coffee. 

“If they find out, they’ll think we lied to them. They’ll… What are we doing?” 

“We are in a relationship; that’s what we’re doing. This isn’t going to 

end, Layla.” I looked at Aleck. 

“This is for the rest of your 

life and ours. You’re not leaving, and neither are we, Layla.” Dean had that serious look in his eyes. 

“People won’t accept it,” I 

said 

halfheartedly. 

“Do you love us, Layla? 

“Yes, Dean.” 

“Do you want to spend the 

of your life with us? 

“Yes, Aleck.” 

I saw Dean pull his phone out. He was calling someone. The phone was on speaker, My phone was ringing. I looked at it and saw it was a group call. “What 

are you doing?” 

Group Chat 

CHRIS: I’m still drunk. 

REA: Yes. 

NELLA: You better have a good reason for disturbing me, Dean. 

ANDREW: Yes, we’re both here. 

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DEAN: Aleck and Layla are here also. We won’t hide it from you guys. 

LAYLA: Dean, please. 

MALLORY: What’s going on? 

ALECK: None of our relationships ever lasted because we… Both Dean and I have been in love with Layla. 

CHRIS: Hahahaha, I fucking knew it. Finally, you got the balls to say it. 

MALLORY: Shit. You knew. Umm, I kind of figured it out with Layla. 

LAYLA: What? 

MALLORY: Oh, please. When you returned back to classes after the holidays, I figured it out. We all knew. 

DEAN: Okay. 

REA: Look, we knew nothing happened back then because you guys didn’t know how the other felt. I kind of figured that was why Layla ditched us all. She was trying to distance herself so her feelings wouldn’t be known. 

NELLA: I figured it out too. When Macy started her shit, I knew it hurt Layla because she cared about you guys, and she had to hide her feelings. This bitch was going to marry someone else. You fuckers almost lost her. 

ANDREW: Just hold off the partying until we get back home. 

MALLORY: Yeah, they decided to break the news when we’re away. 

LAYLA: You guys aren’t mad? 

CHRIS: No, we’re happy. At least you guys can stop bein 

miserable with other people and be miserable with each other. 

REA: We’re not mad, angry, or anything. 

NELLA: We aren’t, but someone will be when she finds out. We’ll be in for trouble. 

CHRIS: Oh shit, the nutcase. We’ll deal with her. 

ALECK: I’ll send you the address. Come over for a drink at our place on Friday. 

MALLORY: You guys are mean. Why did you have to do this without me? 

NELLA: Okay, fine, we’ll wait until you two return. 

CHRIS: Okay, I’m going back to sleep, bye. 

REA: Later, we’ll talk. 

NELLA: Smell you later, lovebirds. 

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ANDREW: Bye, guys. 

IVE IVI 

He ended the call and looked at me. 

“See, problem solved. You’re ours now.” He leaned over the counter and kissed me. Aleck didn’t say a word, just smiled at me, and for a second, I began to 

doubt my choice. 

“Have your breakfast, and then we’ll go with you to check out the apartment. You’re staying here from now on,” Aleck said, brushing my hair away, exposing the tattoo on my neck. He touched it and smiled. 

After breakfast, we left; they didn’t say anything. My mind was working overtime. When we got to the apartment building, some firefighters were there. One 

of them stopped me. 

“Miss, you can’t enter the building.” 

“I live here, on the floor the fire was on.” 

“Okay, but there’s nothing up there; everything was burnt. Which apartment?” I felt them beside me. 

“Apartment Number Six.” He looked at me worriedly. “Let me call over the chief.” He walked away and came back with another man. 

“Morning. He just explained. And your entire apartment is gone.” 

“That’s not possible; when we left here, the fire was in the apartment opposite hers and beside hers,” Dean said. 

“Yeah, well, after investigating, the fire ran straight to her apartment door. There was fuel in her apartment. The fires in the other apartments weren’t as big as they were in hers. Someone poured gasoline in her entire apartment while she was sleeping.” 

“What?” 

“And what are you doing about it?” Aleck asked. 

“Well, we notified the police, and they’ll be looking into it. They’ll need to speak to you, miss.” 

“Okay.” I looked at them. “You guys head to work. I’ll take a cab, and I’ll head over to the police station and talk to them, then go do some shopping. Crap, my laptop.” 

“Come on, we’ll take you back to the apartment. You can use your car.” 

“Okay.” 

On the way back to their place, I couldn’t help but wonder if Macy would do something like that, or could it be Josh? I wonder if he still has access to my apartment. I saw Aleck looking at me. 

“You’re thinking.” 

“Josh.” 

“We’ll take care of it.” 

When we got to the garage, Dean stayed with me, and Aleck went to get the keys. I was standing beside him when he braced me against the door of the SUV 

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and grabbed my waist, holding me to him. 

“Stop worrying, we’re with you. Everything will be okay. I need to kiss you right now.” 

I didn’t wait for him; I crushed my lips to his. His tongue invading my mouth, his hands in my hair, holding me in place. When he picked me up, my legs were around his waist. His free hand on my breasts, squeezing, making me moan. He pulled away and looked at me. 

“Fuck, princess, so sweet.” He put me in front of him and caressed my lips. “If your lips are this sweet, I can’t begin to imagine how fucking delicious every other inch of your body will be.” 

Yep, I was not going to survive these two. I saw the elevator door open, and Aleck walked over to us. He handed me the keys and two credit cards. Dean walked over and went back into the car. 

“Your car, your credit cards. They are yours. The PIN numbers are your birthday and ours. “1224.” Be careful. If you need help, call us. Buy whatever you need or want. There isn’t a limit on either card. They’re in your name. Go have fun, baby.” 

I walked him back into the car and crushed my lips to his. He fisted my hair as his mouth made me lose control. He groaned into my mouth. I could already feel myself getting wet. God, I always wanted to know what it would feel like with them both, and now it was more than I could handle. 

“Baby girl, you’ll be in trouble if you keep rubbing against us like this.” 

“Hmmmm, maybe I need trouble.” 

“Fuck, baby girl, I can smell you already.” He pulled away from me. “Two minutes. You have two minutes to leave, or we’ll take you back upstairs and eat 

your sweet pussy.” 

I squeezed my thighs and groaned. “Fuck. Layla, please.” I felt him behind me. “You’re asking for trouble, princess. Aleck is trying really hard not to touch you before you’re ready, but you’re not giving us many options,” Dean said, kissing my neck. I heard a car horn. That’s when I remembered we were in the garage. I composed myself and walked away. 

“I’ll be back later,” I said with a shaking breath. I got into the car and left. Shit, I would need to change my underwear. When I got to the police station, I met the officer in charge and spoke to him concerning my apartment. 

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