Daisy’s POV
“Donovan?” I gasped when my bedroom door swung open to reveal Donovan. He took confident strides towards me, and his brothers came in after him.
“I thought you left…?” I mumbled.
“We only took a couple of steps down the hallway to realize we might be making a mistake by leaving,” Donovan said, his voice low and husky.
“Wh-“ I stammered, my thoughts scrambling for words.
“We see the look in your eyes. You want us too. Just say the word, and we won’t hesitate,” Christopher whispered.
“Don’t get us wrong, though. If you are still unsure, we’d leave no questions asked. Whatever you say goes, princess,” Nathaniel added.
How could I possibly reject them when they looked more desirable than ever? Deciding words alone were not enough, I pressed my lips against Donovan’s. “Yes,
