we’ve been listening to you all day on the phone.”
“Ah! Shit. I said that out loud, didn’t I?” Mia couldn’t believe what she’d said. It was official. She has lost her mind. Fuck! They couldn’t really be angry at her for using most of her time on personal matters given that she was homeless and, well, clothesless, if that was even a word.
“Don’t worry, love. It’s okay.” Peter chuckled at her gaff.
“Mia, we have an offer for you to consider which may help you out. I can only imagine how unsettled you must be right now. You know how much we all value you, and we’re a team,” Mathew said.
“I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean to bring my problems to you. It’s just that Peter got me at a weak moment. Honestly, I can sort this all out. I don’t want to trouble you all.”
“Mia, it’s no trouble, and trust me, the offer we’re about to make is not free. We would never offer you pity. You’re a strong, independent woman, and we wouldn’t want to insult you,” Mathew said, looking over at her with a smile.
“Thank you. I don’t want pity. Besides, I’m not so desperate that I need charity.” She looked toward Dylan and Peter but faced Mathew when she spoke next, as he seemed to be the only one talking.
“So what is your offer?”
“Well first up, let me say this offer doesn’t have anything to do with your employment here. Your job is secure. And we’ll not be upset with you no matter which you choose, if you choose anything at all,” Mathew reassured.
“We also expect complete and utter confidentiality about this whole discussion. For that, we would like your word before we begin,” Dylan added
“I would never tell anyone. You know that,” Mia replied with all sincerity.
“Okay then, down to business,” Mathew said, watching her face closely before he continued. He wanted to be sure they weren’t overstepping.
“Before we make the offer, we need you to sign this waiver and confidentiality agreement.” Mathew pulled a piece of paper from Dylan’s desk and placed it in front of her.
Reading the sexual harassment wavier and confidentiality agreement, she took the pen offered and signed it without thinking about why they would need it. Hold on. A sexual harassment waiver? What the…
“Okay, now that’s done. You know we all live together, don’t you? You’ve had many things picked up and delivered to our home,” Mathew said.
“Of course,” she replied, wondering where this was leading. Were they going to tell her about their relationship? If they did, should she tell them that she already knew?
“What you probably don’t know is that we have a relationship together.”
There it was. Now! She thought, the truth has never led me astray before. “Of course I do,” Mia said, trying to stifle her smugness. Did they honestly think they had been so clever? That in the three years she’d worked for them she’d never known about their lifestyle?
Chapter Eight
“I mean a relationship as in, we all sleep together,” he explained. Mathew was finding this way more difficult than he imagined. It brought back memories of trying to explain to his mother that he liked boys and girls. It took years before she really understood. And to this day, she still expected him to grow out of it and marry a nice girl. God, if she knew the rest, it would probably send her to an early grave.
“Moving past that, as you can guess, having three men in a house makes life interesting and difficult, all at the same time. We’re looking for a servant, someone to cook, clean, and do other tasks. In exchange, you would have free room and board. Not to mention the perks of our lifestyle,” Mathew said.
“So you want me to be your live-in maid?”
“Among other things.”
“What kind of other things?” she said, looking at Mathew with a puzzled expression. She could understand their need for a maid. They had a clean house, although it was desperately in need of
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