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ChapterOne
Con
I turn to face my brother Finn as I finish stuffing the last of Peppa’s toys in his case. “Where did you say this place is again?”
“Punta Cana.” Finn flicks his toothpick into the bin and pushes off the wall, raising his eyebrows as if I’m the weird one here.
“Punta Cana,” I repeat with a shake of my head. “Never heard of it.”
“Neither have I.” Finn sighs heavily when I fold Peppa’s comforter into his carry-on bag.
My heart skips a beat at his words, and I flick my gaze up to his. “You’ve never heard of it?”
“Nope.” He shrugs like he didn’t just tell me he’s sending me and my wife away to bumfuck nowhere.
Anger ebbs under my skin, because, what the fuck? He had one job: organize a fucking honeymoon. I specifically asked him to book something he and Angel would like to do, thinking that would be a safe option.
“Sounded like fuck a cunt, so figured it would be perfect.” He stares in my direction while placing his hands in his pockets.
I blink.
I blink again, stunned. Followed by a loud exhale because my dickhead of a brother is being serious.
I clench my teeth. “Fan. Fucking. Tastic. You’re sending us somewhere that sounds like a whorehouse, not a luxury vacation!” I snipe the words out with rage bubbling inside me. This was meant to be perfect.
Everything was meant to be perfect.
“Sounded good when I spoke to the owner.” He shrugs.Fucking shrugs!
Disgust rolls through me. “I want my woman pregnant, not catching herpes or some shit like that.”
“Is that what happened to the dog?” He flicks his finger toward Peppa, making me grind my jaw in irritation.
“No, he doesn’t have fucking herpes!”
Finn breaks out into an unusual chuckle, making my shoulders lax. He doesn’t show this side of him often and the fact he is right now makes me relax too.
“You’re such a fucking ass.” I smirk toward him. The once tense mood lifting.
“And you’re going to be tapping one. At every fucking opportunity for the next seven nights.” His eyebrows do a playful wiggle.
I grin back at him because he’s right, I will be tapping Will’s ass in more ways than one. It’s a shame we have Keen and Peppa to consider too, but there was no way I was leaving them behind, honeymoon or not.
They come everywhere with us; I refuse to be without them for even a moment.
Will
I place the bag in the overhead locker. Glancing at Keen, I take in he’s already strapped into his chair, headphones on, and games console out. He’s growing up far too fast, and my heart plummets at the reminder.
Warm hands caress my stomach from behind and a hard cock grinds into my ass as Con trails gentle kisses up my neck toward my ear. “Mmm, you smell edible, baby.”
I smile back at him. Since he started therapy, his whole demeanor is far more relaxed. His anxieties are still there, and I think they always will be, but I also feel the sense of calm and peace he lacked before. Happiness flows from him, instead of the anxieties eating away at him, and I couldn’t be prouder of the journey we’re on together.
I push back against his hardness and lower my voice. “You keep grinding your cock in my ass, Con. That’s not going to get me pregnant.”
His hands tighten across my stomach, and he tugs me closer. “Fuck. I love it when you talk filthy to me.” He nips at my ear, sending a promising shiver down my spine. “As soon as I can fuck you in the back, I am.”
I turn my head toward his lips. “I’m counting on it.”
