As soon as we got into our seats on the bus, Cassidy demanded to know what happened. “Spill.”, she demanded. “Spill what?”, I asked faining innocence. “You came to school with the triplets and been extra blushy all day. Now spill.”, she poked me. “I told my dad about my dates with the brothers this weekend before he went to work.”, I sighed. “Okay? And? How does that relate to you showing up with the boys and all the blushing?”, she questioned.
“It… it didn’t go well. My dad basically all but called me a slut. Making me feel bad about it, accusing me of trying to come between brothers. I lost it and unleashed my anger at him then cried in my room.”, I sighed leaning my head against the window. I could see Cassidy frowning in the reflection. “Dick!”, she exclaimed causing a few people to turn and look at us. &ld
I tabled my worry about how Forrest’s talk with dad was going and how Elijah talking to mom might go. I wasn’t the one talking to our parents. I trust my brothers to handle our parents and to stand up for our relationship. I only need to worry about showing our girl a good time tonight. I’d made reservations for us at Chickadee by the harbor for hopefully a romantic first date.And now that I knew what she’s wearing, I had to make sure I dressed just as well. Which the benefit of being part of my family, we are a well-dressed bunch. So I picked black slacks from my closet, then from Forrest’s, I grabbed a hunter green button-down with black cuffs and pocket accent, and then I grabbed Elijah’s thin black tie to complete the look. The joys of having brothers who are all the same size as you.I was smiling the whole
I was getting antsy after Forrest said he was going to tell dad about Riko. I know we need to tell them about her. She’s not some secret. Our relationship with her isn’t something we are ashamed of. Fuck we’d probably gladly shout it from the rooftops. I can only hope that dad takes this better than her dad did. We do not need multiple parents being dicks about this. Love our parents, but if they can’t be supportive, I’ve got no use for them. I wandered away from my computer, my work finished, to find mom. She, of course, was in her office, being the boss she is. I’m proud of her. Construction is a male-dominated industry, but she took over the company from grandpa, and she’s proven time and time again that she’s got more balls than any man in the room. Uncle Apollo could have fought to be CEO of the company, but he knew she was the right person for this job. He prefers to work on-site and get his h
My grandparents suddenly showing up on the doorstep threw me for a loop. And when Darius arrived, I’d been so worried. My mind had gone over all the ways it could have gone wrong. I know Darius and his brothers are charming and could probably sway most to their side. I just wasn’t sure how easily their charm would work on my dad or my grandparents. Of course, no surprise when my father was cold and dismissive to Darius. I’m not sure I want to know what they whispered to each other in their little stand-off. I was pleasantly surprised that my grandparents were supportive and practically strong-armed dad into not only letting me go out but to a midnight curfew. I’ll have to thank them later though I dread later. I can imagine that dad will be waiting up for me to come home. I can feel the headache forming from whatever lecture he’ll have. I don’t know if his speech will be better or worse than grandma
I don’t get this girl sometimes. How can she not see it? How can she not realize how amazing she is? I want to know who to blame for this low self-esteem our girl has and beat the crap out of them. She’s intelligent, funny, sexy as fuck, and well everything my brothers and I could want or need. We’ll have to work on her self-esteem. We’ll make her realize the truth by worshiping her like the goddess she is. Step one is getting her not to compare herself to others. Like that hostess. What on earth would I want with that girl? There’s a school full of girls just like her, just like Jane, that I don’t want. The girl I want is sitting right across from me. And those others got nothing on my girl. She’s got to know that, right? I’ve said it, and I’ve barely taken my eyes off her since we got out of the car. I chuckled at her comment about the shirt. “Like it
Dad didn’t say anything the rest of the time we were at the office or the drive home. I didn’t say anything either. I could have told him that Elijah told mom, and she’s on our side. But fuck him! I’m not telling him shit. He can find out on his own that his wife is on our side, and he’s the asshole. We got home before mom and Elijah, which made sense. They were grabbing dinner on their way back. As we went inside, I shoved past dad to head up to my room to wait. “Hold it right there, Forrest.” he said, grabbing my arm to stop me. “What? What can you possibly say?” I glared at him. “Let me specify that. What can you possibly say that won’t make me hit you?” I questioned, pulling my arm from his grasp. “You need to control that temper, young man.” he sighed. “Sorry, I take after mom’s side in that regard.” I rolled my eyes. “You better get it in ch
Our waiter had only just left us, and Darius was already teasing me. I think he enjoys it. I was about to voice my complaint at his teasing when his chair was moved next to me, and his lips were on mine. My complaint disappeared along with any coherent thought as he kissed me. I moaned into his lips as he bit my bottom lip, and everything else faded away.As I snaked my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss, he pulled back with that teasing grin. “Save that for later. We’ve got plenty of time.” he winked and shifted his chair back across from me. I took a couple of shallow breaths, licking my lips. Damn him and leaving me wanting. “Fine. Since I’ve got you in a one-on-one situation and we aren’t in a classroom where we can’t talk, I’ve got questions. I want to get to know you better.” I sighed.He le
I felt bad. She’s sitting here being supportive and telling me to go for my dream, and I can’t really do the same. But I can still be supportive. She’ll find her dream, and when she does, we will support and encourage her to follow it. “Whether you’ve decided on a college or not, you don’t have to move when your dad does. You’ll be 18, therefore an adult.” I pointed out. “True. This is why this week, I’ve got to start job hunting and putting in resumes. I need at least an after-school job so that if I defer going to college, I can still maybe afford a little studio apartment on my own or get a roommate to live with after high school.” she nodded. “Well, it seems you have a backup plan, which is good. And if you’re looking for roommates post-high school. My brothers and I would be more than happy to take that role.” I smiled. She laughed, sighing and shaking h
I was glad to have the distraction with dessert to get out of talking about my mom. I know I will talk about her eventually. They’ve told me about their mom, so it is only fair. And I’ll talk to them eventually about it. It’s just hard to talk about her and what happened. It’s just a bit heavy of a topic for a first date. And I wouldn’t want to repeat it with each brother. Maybe sometime when it’s the four of us. So then I can say it once and not have to repeat it. And that gelato was delicious. I’m going to have to remember that place and go there often. I want to try every flavor they have. And then I want to try their macaroons. They looked so good in the display case. So with how he’d been teasing and not at all subtly hinting about wanting to get me into the backseat of the car, I was pleasantly surprised when we arrived at a rooftop garden. Sure it’s wi