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I crawled out from between them and padded silently into the bathroom. I needed to pee and brush my teeth.

I felt a little sad with myself because I put so much effort into our date night, and I hoped I hadn’t ruined it by getting drunk off champagne and talking so much I didn’t think I’d given them much of an opportunity to speak at all.

Good grief, but I was very embarrassed and should probably not drink any more on date night. Or maybe unless I was by myself, but that would be kind of… sad.

I peed, washed my hands, and brushed my teeth. For whatever reason, it felt like it took me twice as long to do these simple things as it normally did.

Ugh, maybe I should just take a shower and then go back to bed. Though then I would have to blow dry my hair afterwards, and I’d have to use a different bathroom because if I did it in here, it would most likely wake them up, and I didn’t want to do that to them. They’d been sweet enough to take my dress off and put me to bed before getting into said bed with me. They deserved to sleep without being disturbed with my nonsense.

Still, fuck it, I was going to take a shower.

I was halfway to the shower when someone grabbed me from behind and picked me up. I was turned and tossed over a very broad shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

I had no idea which twin had a hold of me, and I didn’t care. I was just happy they didn’t seem to be mad at me. I felt like I needed to apologize to them. I knew if they behaved how I had, I wouldn’t hold it against them or expect apologies, so I didn’t quite understand why I felt such a need to do so myself.

I was also very thankful I was able to hold in the girly scream that lodged itself in my throat when he’d picked me up. Whenever one of those noises escaped me, I had something real to be embarrassed about.

I was carried out of the bathroom and unceremoniously tossed onto the bed.

It was no longer dark in my room, as all the lights I had strung up had been turned on while I’d been in the bathroom, and the TV had been turned off.

Oh boy.

How long had I been in the bathroom for?

Addison stood before me, grinning down at me, while Abel was… Oh shit.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I squealed as I lunged for him. He was digging through the drawer on my nightstand, where I had tucked away some of my recent online purchases.

Abel pulled out a bottle of lube and tossed it to his brother, who easily caught it out of the air. I immediately stopped in my tracks, frozen.

“It’s unopened, twin,” Addison gleefully shared with his brother. “Why do I get the feeling she had us come up here so she could wine and dine us in hopes of getting us into this very bed with her so she could seduce us?”

“Hmm…” Abel murmured thoughtfully. “Maybe she thinks we’re easy and maybe we… Whoa, brother. Check this out.”

Addison abandoned his place at the foot of my bed to join his brother in his new discovery of treasure.

And I wanted to die. Please, just let the ground open up and swallow me whole right now.

Fuck.

“There are butt plugs, cock rings, vibrators…” Addison’s voice trailed off in wonder.

They both turned to look at me with wide eyes.

Huh.

This was no good, and I knew my face was flaming red like a tomato.

Okay, so, admittedly I had no intention of actually using half that stuff, but I had been curious and couldn’t stop myself from buying them. I had stupidly thought that maybe if I could hold them in my hands and get a feel for them myself, then maybe they wouldn’t be so scary to me.

I should have hid them in a box under my bed or something. I had very stupidly not expected for the nosy boys in my life to go rifling through my things.

I should have known better.

Abel held up a pink, glow in the dark cock ring. “Is this for him or me?”

Jesus. “Maybe it isn’t for either of you. Did you think of that, hmm?”