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“Calm, little girl,” I said again, holding her in my lap. “Things are gonna be okay.”
“It’s not that bad,” added Mason. “Seriously, it’s not that bad.”
But that made Katie jerk her head up from my shoulder, looking between us.
“What do you mean, it’s not that bad?” she asked. “What’s not bad? The situation? My aunt? Me? You? Everything’s awful,” she cried, swiping at her cheeks furiously, trying to erase the stain of tears. But it was no good. She was so beautiful despite it all, the wild curls, the curvy, heaving body, even crying, our girl was gorgeous.
“It’s not that bad,” I repeated again soothingly. “It’s gonna be fine.”
And this time, she swung to look at me with blazing eyes.
“I don’t know why you keep saying that because things couldn’t get any worse,” she spat. “Things really couldn’t get any worse.”
I begged to differ. With that curvy ass bouncing up and down in my lap, the world seemed pretty good. But I nodded, encouraging her to continue.
“What is it baby girl? Spit it all out. Tell us why you left us.”
And Katie shook her head, frustrated.
“Isn’t it obvious?” she said, gesturing wildly with her hands. “Isn’t it obvious?”
Mason cut in then.
“Frankly no,” he rumbled, blue eyes bright. “It’s not often we have a girl take off in the middle of sex, leaving me and him high and dry. So no, it’s not, an explanation would be great.”
Katie stared at us both, those big brown eyes wide with disbelief.
“Okay, where do I start?” she said slowly. “First, the fact that this is all fake. This is a fake engagement so that Mason can fulfill the terms of his grandfather’s will and get a load of money. None of this is real,” she said as she stared.
“Second,” she continued. “We’ve been doing the physical, going at each other non-stop. We shouldn’t be, because there’s no real need! And seeing that I’m bigger than most,” she said, gesturing to those lush curves, “people think there’s a baby anyways. So why the hell have we been tasting each other?” she asked plaintively. “Why?”
I was just about to interrupt, but the brunette shot me a hard look.
“And third,” she continued, “You and Mason are in love,” she continued. “You guys are head over heels in love with one another, you’ve known each other for years, built an empire together. So unfortunately, I’m a third wheel,” she said slowly, her eyes filling with tears once more. “I’m the odd man out in this trio that’s not even supposed to exist. I’m the extra, the leftovers,” she said woodenly. “So what the hell are we doing here?” she cried again abruptly, looking between me and Mason. “Why are you here? Why are you trying to help my aunt? I have to get away!” she cried out, scrambling off my lap.
But my arms were like a vise around that sweet body.
“Naw baby girl, not yet,” I ground out. “It’s not time to go yet.”
“Hold still,” chimed Mason, eyes blazing bright. “Because we have some words too.”
“What?” gasped Katie, still struggling furiously in my arms. “There’s nothing that could make this damned situation better, everything is so messed up!”
I pulled her closer even as Mason reached out to stroke those brown curls.
“Trust me, it gets better,” I hushed, loving the lush tits, the wiggle of her butt in my lap. Shit, even at this crucial juncture, I was so turned on by her body, so fucking aroused by everything that was Katie. “Shhh.”
And the brunette collapsed in sobs again. But this time we were ready. Because as her hand gripped my shoulder, Mason leaned forwards and pushed the engagement on her finger once more. She’d left it at the house, the diamonds taunting us. But no more.
“Will you, baby girl?” he rumbled, kissing her hand once he was done. “Will you, for real this time?”
Katie jerked to look at us, eyes bright, face flushed.
“Will I what?” she asked tightly. “Oh!” her mouth opened a little when she saw the ring, the two diamonds so bright and big on her finger. “I can’t,” her lip trembled, burying her face in my shoulder. “Don’t do this, I can’t right now.”
That’s when I stepped in.
“Naw baby girl, you can, you mean everything to us. And Mason’s asking you now. Will you, honey? Will you marry him and me? Him in the courts, and me in private, a bride to two men?”
Katie looked between us, stunned and shocked.
“What do you mean, get married?” she asked hoarsely. “Please don’t play with me, please don’t joke. I just told you all my insecurities, please don’t make me feel worse,” she begged.
But this time, we were for real. Because what else could explain our trip to Newark? The PI that we’d set on her trail? The scene with her aunt, a rifle brandished in our faces? We were head over heels in love with our fake fiancée, the brunette was the answer to our dreams, and Mason and I had moved heaven and earth to find her. Making it real was absolutely the answer to the dilemma. Marrying Katie, possessing her, marking her as ours for the world to know, no fakes, no pretend, nothing but the genuine thing was the way to go.
