Ky looked at me straight in the eyes before looking at Jessica. “Out of respect for your family and not wanting to start off on the wrong foot, she can be present. You know how I have always been, Waylon.” Ky gave me a look. “And you know how our family is. Jessica isn’t going to put up with your ways and you know that. She isn’t going to be happy sitting in the kitchen and be kept out of the loop. However, it’s not like she is going to come in and question everything you stand for. Jessica is working towards finishing her residency. She is a medical doctor and works in my hospital.” I wanted it known that she wasn’t going to be happy in their very traditional dynamic they have. “I’m sure we can figure out a good compromise that will make everyone happy.” Ky said, politically correct. As a man, I was worried for my sister but I also knew Ky and I knew he would not mistreat my sister in anyway. As a brother, I knew Jessica would not allow Ky to treat her wrong. She would die before h

Pulling out my phone, I found Charlotte’s thread. Me: Hey beautiful, you still up?Charlotte: Yeah, there is a documentary on the Titanic.Me: How’s interesting. Did you do anything fun today?Charlotte: Used the sketch pad and paints. Nothing really to do here but watch T.V. Work out and draw.Me: Hopefully you don’t have to stay there much longer. I’ll check with the guys and see where we are at. Charlotte: That would be great.Me: I’m going to go to bed. Text you in the morning.Charlotte: Okay, night.Me: Goodnight. After deleting the text, my phone got plugged in and I passed out hard. When my alarm went off in the morning, I was in the same position I was in when I fell asleep. It’s been a long time since I slept that hard. Usually, I toss and turn when I am in a strange bed. My phone dinged, telling me a had a text. It was from the guys. Arlo: We have the pictures.Me: Perfect. Bring them to me tomorrow.Arlo: K Maybe we will be able to act quicker on this. What Jessic

“It’s too damn early. Let me call everyone. Be in your office at 4pm. We can decide then. Call your people and I’ll call mine.” Patrick yawned. “I need a chance to look over it all. Then I can give you a full and confident answer.” “Sounds good.” Lowering the phone down, Patrick hung up for me. “So, my time is limited here.” Charlotte sighed. “Your time was always limited here.” Sighing, I just didn’t know. “I mean, we both knew I couldn’t keep you in a locked room forever. Eventually, we were going to have to face this head on.” “I know. I was just hoping for a little longer but this needs to get done. Prolonging it, isn’t going to chance the outcome. Time to face my reality.” “I’m sorry. I wish there is something I can do to ease it.” Charlotte sat in my lap as I lowered myself down. “You are doing plenty and then some. I appreciate what you have done.” Charlotte gave me a small kiss on the cheek before getting up. “You should get going. It’s almost 6:30 and you have a busy

“Just be outside really. I want to feel the wind on my face. Smell the grass. Maybe take a nap in the shade.” “Easy enough to do.” Jessica laughed. Ky gave me a sad smile. “How about a picnic?” Wade asked. “That would be perfect.” Walking over to Wade, I was able to slip under his arm. “Could Nova join us?” I asked, looking up at Wade. “Sure.” “Where are we going to do this without her being seen?” Axel asked. “I’ll put a restriction to the West side of the pack grounds. It’s all forest anyway so that should be good. There is a little pasture we can use.” Wade shrugged like to was no big deal. “I’ll get it set up. We still have some work to do.” Axel stood up as he looked at Wade. My heart sank a little but he still had a pack to run. “You need to finish packing.” Ky said to Jessica. “Can she sit in my room?” Jessica asked. “Jessica… I” Wade started. He felt bad but I knew he was going to say no. Not wanting to actually hear I couldn’t, I jumped in too. “I am actually

“T-the cake?” I asked, not mentally able to process what he was asking. “That’s right.” Thankfully, he stopped moving his fingers, allowing me to focus on looking for the cake. It was barely within arms reach, allowing me to use my fingertips and pull it over to us. My eyes watched Waylon stick his finger in the cake and slowly move over towards me. Acting on impulse, my mouth opened allowing him to stick his chocolatey finger in. As soon as my lips wrapped around his fingers, the fingers inside me started violently moving back and forth. My eyes rolled in the back of my head as I moaned. The combination of both his fingers were sending me into over drive. Only when the chocolate was gone did Waylon allow me a second to relax by stopping his movements. It gave me chance to return the favor. Dipping my own finger in the cake, I smeared it over his neck. Taking my sweet time, my tongue moved in circles as I sucked it up. His fingers pulled out of me to grab my hips as I worked. Wa