Desire (14 page)

Her father looked like a different man with his
admission.

“I fell hard for your mother, Wendy. She came
into the shop as a girl of five. I was seven, and I fell hard for her then. I
told my father she was going to be the girl I married. I didn’t see her again
until she walked back into the shop. She was twenty years old, and the most
beautiful woman I’d ever seen. Her hair was as dark as yours. You remind me a
little of her. I asked her to marry me on the spot.”

Ronald laughed clearly remembering something
important.

“Sometimes love doesn’t need to have an
explanation. You feel it in here.” He pressed a hand to his heart. “She became
my every waking thought. Your mother was all I thought
about,
and to this day she still is. I promised her on the day she became my wife that
I’d always care for her. She wouldn’t have to worry about a thing. When we
discovered her illness I knew I’d failed. I’d promised to care for her, and
when she needed me most I was too fucking weak to save her. She deserved better
than me.”

Tears spilled down her cheeks.

“Are you in love with Evan and Drake?” he asked.
“Your mother never hated me. She told me not to become bitter and to see what
Evan had given us as a gift. Can you believe
,
it took
me waking up here alone after sending you away to open my fucking eyes?”

Opening her mouth and closing it, Wendy stared
at him. She’d never expected him to be so open with her.

“Mom would have hated you to feel guilty,” she
said.

“The only thing I feel guilty about now is
reacting like I did to you. Now, do you love those two boys?” he asked.

“Yes, I do. I don’t know why, but I do.” She
laughed at her words. “I’m not making sense.”

“Love does that. I believe everyone has their
own explanation for it.”

“How can you be so forgiving after you’ve hated
them for so long?” she asked, confused by his sudden change of attitude.

“I needed to be told what I could lose. I lost
your mother because of my own stupidity. I don’t want to lose you.” He looked
over her shoulder. “She loves you, and I’ll gladly give her to you.”

She turned in her chair to see Drake and Evan standing,
looking down at her.

“You’re here.”

“We needed to make peace with your father,”
Drake said.

Wendy went to them wrapping her arms around
their necks. She never wanted to let go.

Their heat consumed her pulling her in tightly
against their bodies. She went willingly, shocked by how quickly her life had
changed. Her father was right. Love wasn’t something that could be easily
explained, and it struck the most unusual of couples.

“Is it true?” Evan asked.

She nodded. His features blurred as her tears of
happiness fell thick and fast. “And I came to that decision without anyone else
telling me what to feel.”

“We’ll take good care of her, Ronald,” Evan
said.

“Good. I’ve only ever wanted the best for her.”

They stayed with her father for several hours
talking. Wendy couldn’t stop staring at her two men. Since admitting her
feelings for them she was seeing them anew.

The way they laughed or touched her, it all made
sense to her.

When they left, Evan and Drake took her to their
home. She kissed each of them in turn holding onto them.

“I can’t believe how clearly I’m seeing this,”
she said.

“You needed time, and we gave it to you.” Drake
took her hand and kissed the inside of her wrist.

Smiling, she cupped his roughened cheek.

Evan cleared his throat. She turned to him. He
was holding a small black box. “This is not for now but when you’re ready.”

“I can’t marry you both. Why would you even
propose to me?” she asked.

He placed the box in her hand.

“You marry Evan, and we know in our hearts that
you’re married to both of us.”

She opened the box and stared at the most
beautiful diamond she’d ever seen. It was small, subtle, but absolutely perfect
for her.

Drake took the ring and placed it on her finger.
It fit perfectly. Drake kissed her cheek. “Your size
wasn’t
in the file.”

She laughed. They’d guessed her size and been
right.

“I can’t believe I got so lucky.”

“You call being with us lucky?” Evan asked. “I’m
controlling, and Drake is a tease. I think we’re the lucky ones.”

Evan captured her cheek kissing her deeply. That
kiss went deeper as Evan picked her up in his arms as if she weighed nothing.
Together, they made love to her body for the rest of the day.

Wendy didn’t get chance to give her answer. They
kept her mind and hands busy as they took her to heaven. It was one of the most
magical days of her life.

After they’d made love and tasted every inch of
her body Wendy lay between them, sated and happy.

“Will you marry me?” Evan asked.

She turned to Drake.

“I want you to marry him, baby. This is what we
always wanted.” Drake stroked her cheek. The tenderness in their touch startled
her.

Staring at the ring on her finger Wendy nodded.
“Yes, I’ll marry you.”

Her words stirred their desires once more. She
didn’t know how she was going to survive the rest of her life with the way they
drove her crazy.

Their hands were made of pure sin while their
mouths were worse. Not a part of her went unsatisfied.
 

When they finally collapsed in a heap on the
bed, Evan caught her in his arms. Drake banded her waist with his arm.

“I swear to you, Wendy Peterson, for the rest of
my life I will make you the happiest woman in the world. You’ll want for
nothing,” Evan said.

“I’m with him.”

She smiled at each of them.

“All I want is your love. Love me for the rest
of my life, and I’ll be happy.”

Drake kissed her lips followed by Evan.

“Consider it done!”

Epilogue

Tiffany blew her chewing gum until a large
bubble formed. The small kid sitting across from her looked entertained. She
smiled at the kid before going back to Wendy. She looked truly radiant in her
white gown. Evan and Drake looked proud as punch. Both men hadn’t married her,
but Tiffany knew the truth. Evan had stood at the altar with Drake at his side
as his best man.

Everyone who knew them understood the meaning. In
the eyes of the world, Wendy belonged to Evan, but in truth she belonged to
both men. Letting out a sigh, Tiffany tried to ignore the yearning inside her
chest.

Her friend looked so happy and in love. She was
happy for her. Tiffany was happy and envious of Wendy. Popping the bubble she
sucked the gum back into her mouth. The kid wandered off, and she felt
his
presence behind her. Mason, being a
friend to the happy couple, had been invited. She ignored him for as long as
she could. Their time together had been a nightmare. She’d spent Thanksgiving
with them and been in their bed, but it hadn’t worked out.

Actually,
you’d enjoyed yourself far too much and then ran like the pussy you are.

“You can ignore me all you like. I’m not going
anywhere.” He sat down behind her. His legs rested either side of her. She
couldn’t believe how big he was in comparison to her. It took all of her effort
not to straighten her hair or make sure she looked good enough for him to look
at. “They look lovely together.”

She nodded. Wendy was a beautiful woman with her
raven hair and pale skin. Tiffany had always felt plain beside her obvious
beauty.

Richard caught her eye. He was checking over the
food as he’d been the caterer to the event.

Mason touched her back. His fingers stroked
along her bare skin. She tried to ignore the shiver of pleasure working up her
spine.

“Why are you doing this to me?” she asked.

“Why do you keep running from us, Tiffany? I
know you enjoyed the time you spent—”

“Exactly, I spent time with you as in past
tense. Shouldn’t you be moving onto your next conquest?” she asked. The thought
sent a spike of pain to her chest.

“It doesn’t work that way.”

“I don’t give a fuck how it works.” She stood,
needing to get away from him.

Mason stood. He caught her arm. “You can’t run
from me.”

“I don’t give a fuck what you think.” She always
said “fuck” when she was nervous. Mason and Richard made her feel nervous.
She’d been able to avoid them, but the wedding had put her straight in their
path.

“I’ll put you over my knee if you keep talking
like that.”

She gasped, remembering the last time he’d
spanked her. Her pussy went from cold to fire in a matter of seconds. Mason was
a dominant man. Not many people would think it from his easy going appearance.

“I see you remember what it’s like to have my
hand on that rounded butt.”

Glaring, she pulled her arm away then stormed
off.

They shouldn’t be able to have this effect on
her. Growing in annoyance she stopped beside Wendy. Next to her friend she was
safe.

****

Mason stared at her retreating ass. She looked
so fucking sexy in that dress. The fabric moulded to her curves in the most
sinful of ways. He watched as his younger brother moved toward him.

“Have you upset her again?” Richard asked.

“I’m tired of her running. She wants us,
Richard. I’m not letting her get away again.”

Richard sighed. Turning his attention to his
brother, Mason frowned. “You want her as well?”

“Of course I do. I think Tiffany’s a little harder
to woo than you’re giving her credit for.”

Mason had dug into her history. He knew without
Wendy’s income she couldn’t afford to stay in her apartment. Mason had taken it
upon himself to pay for her apartment building. In the next few days Tiffany would
have a letter regarding the new charges. She’d have enough money to pay the
bill and live on.

He didn’t like the thought of her struggling.

She was swamped in student loans. Where Wendy’s
had been paid with Evan’s money, Tiffany constantly struggled. He didn’t like
it.

He handed the piece of paper detailing her debt
to his brother.

“This is how much she owes?”

“Yep, all the time she’s been busting her ass at
that shithole you work
in,
she’s been struggling to
make ends meet. Wendy has helped her a great deal, but I don’t like the thought
of her being in this position.”

Richard chuckled. “When she finds out about
this, she’s going to kick your ass.”

“And then I’m going to spank her ass for making
us wait.”

His words shut Richard up. They’d both agreed they
loved her. Mason couldn’t believe how much she’d plagued his thoughts since the
first moment he met her. She was like a drug he didn’t want to give up. He’d
been intrigued when she’d given him the talk about not wanting him because
there was someone else on the scene. Discovering that someone was in fact his
brother had been the highlight of his year.

For the coming year Mason had a lot of plans.
His plans involved the woman now trying to evade him at every turn.

Wendy and Evan moved onto the dance floor, and
he got his chance to move in. He skirted the edge of the floor making sure she
didn’t see him.

Wrapping his arms around her waist Mason pulled
her back. Drake winked at him before turning to watch his woman.

“What are you doing?” she asked. “Let me go.”

“You’re not needed here.” He slammed his lips
down on hers, silencing her.

Mason intended to take her to his island. His
family were extremely wealthy, and he was going to use everything in his power
to claim the woman who’d claimed his heart.

The End

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