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I sit beside her and something about watching our little boy feeding from her makes the rage slip right outta me.
“Mitch pretty much said the same thing.” I stroke my little my boy’s soft cheek and smile to myself when he yawns lazily. Maisie lifts him off her and places him in my open palms. “That’s because Mitch is a very wise man. As are you, you’ll do the right thing,” she tells me before kissing my cheek, and as I look down at the future of our family I have cradled my hands, I know exactly what I need to do.
* * *
Everyone looks tired as they step into my office the next morning, and Mitch dips his head at me as he takes a seat at the back of the room.
“Am I in trouble, boss?” Dalton looks around warily, and seeing him for the first time since Mitch’s confession feels really odd. I can kinda see it now, his hair may be a little lighter and his skin much paler, but he has some features that are unmistakably Carson. Like his strong jawline, and even the way he’s standing in front of me right now.
Wade and Cole both take a seat on the opposite side of my desk with the man they have no idea is their brother standing between them. Neither of ‘em wanna be here. I had to drag Wade back here from the fuckin’ woods where he insists on spending every goddamn night, and Cole still looks ready to murder anyone who looks at him wrong.
“Some things came to light last night.” I clear my throat and get started. Both Wade and Cole look up at Dalton, probably wondering why he’s here.
“We learned that our grandpa didn’t hang himself.” I watch Dalton take in what I’m saying, with a furrowed brow. “We learned our mom had an affair with him and that's why our pops tied him to the rope. There’s a chance either of those men could have fathered us,” I admit while Dalton tries to hide his shock. The way his eyes stretch gives him away though. “And after all that, I learned that we have another brother.”
Cole and Wade both seem to wake up at the same time, sitting up in their chairs and looking at me as if I just pulled the pin on a grenade.
“What?” Wade leans forward, while Cole frowns at me
“Ya need me to do somethin’ ‘bout that, sir?” Dalton breaks the silence, looking confused and out of place as the only man in the room still standing.
“Yeah, I need ya to take a seat.” I look over to Mitch, who quickly sets to work dragging over another chair from the corner of the room and placing it behind his nephew so he can do as I’ve asked.
“Garrett, you need to explain this! Who the fucktold ya that? Mom?” Wade looks desperate for answers.
“This has nothin’ to do with Mom.” I keep my focus on Dalton, waiting for him to realize what I’m saying here.
“So, you’re sayin’ Dad had another kid, with someone else?” Wade tries to rush me to my point, and all I can do is keep looking at Dalton and wonder how he’s gonna fit into our lives. For so long it was just the three of us, we grieved losing Bree together. We’ve been there for each other, and for all these years he’s been missing out on that.
“This seems like a family affair, sir. I should get back out…”
“Sit back down,” I order when he goes to get back up, and I’m figuring from the way Cole turns his head and looks at him then back at me that he’s guessed it.
“I just… I don’t see how this has anythin’ to do with me.” Dalton sounds nervous.
“It haseverythin’to do with you, Dalton becauseyouare that brother. You're a Carson.” I rip off the Band-Aid and watch every face in front of me drop in shock.
“And what did he say after that?” I hand Wade a coffee as he explains what went down earlier in his brother’s office.
“Dalton said nothin’, just stared into space with his jaw on the floor. Cole stayed silent like he always does, and Garrett explained it. Dalton’s mom and our dad had a fling the summer Mom left, we figure he was makin’ himself feel better for what happened between her and Grandpa. Dalton’s mom died in a crash just after he was born and, you know how the rest of the story goes.”
“And why didn’t Mitch ever say anything to your father? He had a right to know he had another son, especially one that was growing up on his doorstep.”
“To be honest it’s all one big-fuck up, I didn’t hang around much for an explanation. I just wanted to get back to you.” He looks tired, worn out, and so I move from the chair that I’m sitting on, opposite him, so I can straddle his lap.
“You’ll figure it out.” I take off his hat and place it on the table before I kiss him, slow, deep, and in a way that makes my pussy pulse.
“You wanna forget about families for a little while?” I look down into the space between my legs where I can feel him pressing hard beneath his jeans.
“Like you wouldn’t believe.” He smiles up at me. It’s a relief to know Wade still desires me. Since yesterday, being with him is all I’ve thought about, it got me through last night when Caleb came upstairs drunk and woke me up by forcing his cock down my throat.
Wade’s hands slide up my body and curl around my neck as he watches the way I shamelessly dry hump his lap.
“You're so pretty when you're desperate,” he tells me, biting his lip as he thrusts up from under me. When I lift the cami top that I’m wearing up over my head and expose my upper body, he instantly attacks my tits, squeezing them together and taking them in his mouth. I grip the back of his head to keep him there, enjoying the way his tongue feels as it laps around my nipples, especially when he drops his hand into the front of my panties and flicks his finger against the throb I’ve got there.
“Jesus, you're wet.” He pulls his mouth away from my nipple to tell me something that I'm already very aware of. “I gotta fuckin’ taste ya.” His words are the only warning I get before he stands up from the chair, taking me with him so he can lay me out on the kitchen table. His fingers hook into the waistband of my PJ shorts and drag them, and my panties, down my legs. Then he takes my ankle and hoists it over his shoulder, his thick lips pressing a kiss over my pussy as he keeps his eyes focused on mine. He takes his time, and agonizingly slowly makes a trail of light, delicate kisses down my leg.
“I’m gonna make you come all over this kitchen table.” He smirks at me before dropping his mouth to my pussy and licking me right through my seam. It makes my hips lift from the table to press harder against him, and the way he kisses my pussy in the same way he does my mouth has me obeying his commands. I forget everything bad that's going on in my life and focus on the here and now as I soak his tongue and scream out his name, fisting his hair in my fingers as he fucks me with it. The coffee mug crashes to the floor, spilling all over the perfect white tiles and as Wade kisses his way up my body, his cock finds its place inside me and I moan from the comfort it brings.
