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My computer beeps with the alert for an invalid entry. Crap! I fumble to hit the backspace key enough times to remove the letters DADDY from the cell. Who gave my fingers permission to type that? I’m at work, not in fantasyland.

Pushing away from my desk, I stand, stretch, and breathe. It’s not the top of the hour, when I normally do that, but I need it.

Daddy—or maybe I should call him Jeff for now—was right. We need to talk.

No more sex until we’ve sorted the obstacles. I don’t have much to lose, but I don’t want to be responsible for trouble with their coach. Hockey has been their entire lives. They love hockey, they love being athletes, they love being rich. What would they do otherwise?

I check my clock. I need to leave in thirty minutes if I’m going to get to the arena on time.

Returning to my seat, my computer, and my messed-up data, I have an immediate problem. I can’t be an accountant if I’m not meticulous with other people’s numbers. I dutifully scan the spreadsheet.

Going back through the few numbers I recalled entering, the glaring red number remains. What have I done? I try resetting the spreadsheet but it auto-saved my changes.

I slink to the meeting room, ashamed that I’m going to have to ask Wendy’s brother to access a previous version of the file for me. I don’t have high enough clearance. But I spin on my heels when I pop the door open and find them…dating.

Why didn’t I knock? I’m a freaking mess ever since the auction. What if this is the universe pointing out the decision I should make as opposed to the decision I want to make?

Adjusting the backrest on my chair, I’m determined to prove I didn’t have to sell my brain to have sex.

If I’m meant to be with my brothers, I’ll fix the problem in time. If not…I’ll have a broken heart to mend.

Thirteen

Adrian

“Adrian,focusonwhatyou’re doing before somebody gets hurt.” Coach’s patience is wearing thin. It’s just practice but I’ve missed every shot, pissed off two teammates by crashing into them from behind, and had to have plays repeated to me.

I tear my gaze from the stands where Cindy is distinctly not sitting. Jeff said she’s supposed to show up if she wants to continue the relationship. I skate to my place in line, purposefully catching Ballz with my elbow.

He shoves me into the Plexiglass surrounding the rink. “What the fuck, bro?”

I don’t respond verbally, just shove back and skate past him. I’m seething with anger. Why didn’t he bring me in on the discussion of her staying with us? I’d been in our swag room autographing photos for the children’s hospital, trying to making use of my time while she was occupied. Nothing that couldn’t wait.

Practice can’t end soon enough, except she’s not here. Her shift should have ended ten minutes ago, which gave her enough time to get to the arena. Every number change on the digital clock escalates my anger.

I turn my aggression to the ice, but temper it just enough so everyone just thinks I’m getting into the practice session.

Practice ends. She’s still not here. We shower and change. She still hasn’t shown. We head to the front doors. I didn’t have any doubts she wanted to be with us until my dickhead brother scared her off this morning.

“Must be hard not to take it personal that you fucked her and now she’s not coming back, Jeff,” Ballz says.

I stop so fast, my bag swings forward. “Wait, you left that out. You fucked her? Like actual sex?”

Jeff raises his eyebrows, then continues to the front doors. “Best sex I’ve ever had. That tight virgin pussy, and her titties bouncing in my face. Her mouth hanging open as she moans. And you should have seen the way Ballz went balls deep down her throat.”

“What the hell? The first time I follow the rules… You’re joking.” Except that I can see by the starry looks in their eyes that they aren’t. “So you both had sex with her?”

“Well, I fully had sex and she dropped to her knees for Ballz and sucked his cock.”

I check outside but her car’s not here. “You bastards. Did you make her feel used?”

“She’s totally dickmatized. You should have seen the way she—”

“Stop. That’s our sister. I actually respect her and care about her. I was trying to show her how she deserves to be treated.”

Jeff is less cocky. “I have something special with her, it’s not just sex. She’ll be back.”

“After you two, I doubt it. Jeff, you always think you’re such a big shot. Always in control. You never listen to anyone else. I’m surprised you even listened to her rules. Although, apparently you didn’t. Do you even know how to please a woman?”

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