Chapter 69 Memphis
***Memphis***
Wells leaned close and kissed the shell of my ear. “How about we shove the kids off on your brothers and have a little fun of our own?”
A shiver worked its way down my spine. “I love that plan. They love babysitting. And I love your thing.”
“I thought it was my turn to babysit.” Jake leaned down and kissed my cheek, while holding a drooling Elizabeth in his arms. He wiped her drool away with his shirt and never even batted an eye. “I guess I could join them. They’re not getting this one from me, though.”
“Want to bet?” Jackson grinned at Jake. “I don’t get to see them like you do, so I think it’s my turn.”
“Move back here. I won’t be punished because you want to save Georgia.” Jake lifted his eyebrows at my little brother. “I will join you, but one attempt to leave me childless will be met with force.”
Monica chose that moment to rejoin us. “Sounds kinky.”
I watched in shock and surprise as both Jackson and Jake blushed and looked away.
I looked at Knox, who seemed to be pretending to be oblivious, and then at Wells, who was suddenly very interested in his shirt sleeve.
Tilting my head, I studied my little brother and my best friend.
They’d both moved farther apart and looked ready to book it at any second.
Boone bounced William into my line of sight and narrowed his eyes. “We should go, right? We have the dinner still.”
Remy grunted his agreement. “Yep. Dinner. Bea and her family are meeting us there. She’s still furious that she didn’t get to come today, so everyone, watch out.”
“Not our fault that she and her husband got permanently banned from campus after starting a campfire on the front lawn. Not to mention the public indecency.” Boone shook his head. “I’m still surprised that campus security chose to tase first and ask questions later.”
I giggled and looked around at my family.
It was so much larger and happier than I’d ever allowed myself to dream and it was all real.
My brothers were happy and healthy. Around the time Jackson was celebrating five years of sobriety, Knox was celebrating his fourth full year of work at Remy’s company and his second anniversary with Monica.
I wondered if there was something going on between Jake and Jackson, but I trusted Jake with my life, so trusting him with my brother would be a no-brainer.
My husbands were still crazy in love with me and couldn’t keep their hands off me.
Every day was even sweeter than the last and I never forgot to stop and be grateful for the life I’d conned my way into.
The guys still sometimes made fun of me for the lies I’d chosen to tell on my application all that time ago.
Their favorite was the fact that I’d claimed to be an award winning swimmer.
When they had a pool put in, they hadn’t realized that I’d been lying about that part, too.
They found out I didn’t know how to swim the day they finally told me about the pool, but it was too late.
Since then, I’d taken lessons as often as possible because the idea of not being able to save the kids if something happened was nightmarish.
We were still living in the guest house, waiting for the main house to be finished.
It was cramped and most days someone tripped over something and had to catch themselves to avoid complaining too much, but it was home.
The main house was only six months away from being finished.
The guys had found several more of their mother’s diaries in the attic and one of them had included her vision of the main house if Don hadn’t taken over and made it look dark and unwelcoming.
The guys ran with the ideas immediately, turning Don’s dark abode into something bright and airy, something almost as wholesome as the guest house.
Pete and I were already planning magical gardens for the front of the house, gardens that would be full of color and life almost year round.
He’d taken a two-month long, way overdue honeymoon and I received pictures and texts from him almost daily of the plants he was finding on his adventures.
He’d already sent back several boxes of bulbs that I was in charge of planting until he got back and took over again.
Everything and everyone in my life had come so far in the almost six years since I’d lied my way into the Hawke brothers' lives.
I still sometimes felt like I had to be conning them for them to be as obsessed with me as they were, but they loved when I had those thoughts because they got to spend their time showing me how wrong I was to question my worth.
They usually did it with their mouths, hands, and other impressive appendages.
Later that night, when our group had moved to the restaurant and eaten our way through the menu, everyone seemed a bit calmer.
Maggie was still awake, holding out for her gift from Jackson, but William and Elizabeth were out.
William’s blonde hair was sticking out in every direction and I loved it because he looked just like all three of his dads when they woke up in the morning.
He had Remy’s bright blue eyes, but I thought his smile was one hundred percent Wells.
Elizabeth, like Maggie, looked just like me.
I was glad that at least William looked like them.
Putting my hand over my stomach, I hoped the twins looked like them. I knew the guys didn’t care one way or another, but I loved the idea of dressing the kids up for pictures and making the guys dress just like their mini-mes.
We’d just been given our dessert when I stood up and looked around at everyone. My heart was in my throat, but I knew I was safe and couldn’t have been in more supportive company.
“I just want to thank each and every one of you for helping me get here. All of you mean so much to me. Six years ago, I thought I’d never have anything better than what I had right then.
It wasn’t about money or things, but family.
Being raised with just Knox and Jackson, I got used to being pretty alone.
Today, though, I’m surrounded by loving people who I’m lucky enough to call family. My dreams have come true.
“I’m going to be working for a charity that the guys introduced me to when we first met.
The kids in this program will finally have access to a library, on location, and I can barely wait to start.
I want to help someone the way I was helped when I was a kid.
It’s going to be hard, though. Balancing the kids, the husbands, the friends, the pregnancy.
I know I can do it, though, because I have a support sy-”
“What pregnancy?” Remy looked at my stomach and then back up to my face. “What pregnancy, sweetheart?”
I grinned and held my belly. “Turns out, birth control is no match for y’alls swimmers.”
Knox groaned. “Memphis Mae! Come on. We’re eating!”
Boone stood up so fast his chair tipped over. “You’re pregnant?”
“Yeah. A little over three months.” I winced. “And you know how I said twins would be fun?”
Bea screamed and jumped in place. “I spread the twin curse! I spread the twin curse!”
Wells wiped his face with his napkin. “Twins? We’re having twins?”
Remy patted his pockets. “I need to call Dr. Braddock. It’s riskier to have twins, right? There have to be things you shouldn’t be doing.”
I put my hands on my hips as the rest of the table laughed at how quickly my domineering husband could turn into a scared little rabbit.
“Remy! I’m fine, you goof. Now, are y’all going to come celebrate me or do I need to find three new husbands who know when to freak out and when to hug their wife? ”
Boone swept me into his arms first, hugging me and kissing me everywhere he could reach. “You’re not getting rid of you that easily, love.”
Wells pulled me to his chest and kissed me deep. “We have lots of celebrating to do. I promise. We’re going to celebrate you so many times you’re going to beg us to stop.”
Jackson gagged. “For the love of all things holy, not in front of the brothers!”
Remy picked me up by my ass and pressed his forehead to mine. “We can leave, right? We can just go? They can take the kids?”
Jake grunted. “We’ve got the kids.”
“You heard the man, Sir. Let’s get out of here.” I sucked at his earlobe and then bit it. “I found out I was pregnant two weeks ago. I was just too nervous to spill the beans.”
Remy growled. “You haven’t been a good girl, sweetheart. I think Wells could use a treatment after being in that auditorium.”
Before we could get out the door, Maggie’s sweet voice called out from the table. “Mommy is too a good girl! I heard Daddy tell her this morning!”
Laughter followed us outside the restaurant and when Nico opened the door for us to climb into the backseat of our car, I was bright red with embarrassment. “I told you the walls aren’t thick enough!”
Remy dragged me into his lap and started working my dress of me. “It’s not the walls that are the problem, sweetheart.”
Wells lifted my hips so I was kneeling in the seat and his first slap across my ass made me release a loud moan. His second made me scream out. And when he buried his face into me from behind, I was sure people we passed on the street thought someone was shooting a porn inside our car.
“Let’s talk about how to punish you for not telling us the moment you found out you were pregnant, M.” Remy cupped my jaw and fed me his thumb to suck. “Any ideas, Boone?”
“It’s been a little while since we recreated our night at Desire.” Boone moved closer. “Especially the part where we keep our sexy little wife on edge for hours and hours before letting her come.”
I grunted my disagreement, but Remy’s dark chuckle told me he liked Boone’s plan.
I moaned and rocked back against Wells’ mouth, trying to reach my breaking point before they could stop me.
They knew me too well, though. They knew everything about me and took care of every need I had, ones I didn’t even know I had.
“Sweetheart, I love you. Remember that when you’re screaming you hate me in a few hours because I won’t let you come yet.
Remember it when we spank your perfect ass red and mark you all over.
Remember it when you’re sure you can’t take anymore.
I love you.” Remy stroked my hair out of my face and smiled down at me. “You know how to make it stop.”
I bared my teeth at him, already wild with desire. I nipped his thumb and watched as his hips jerked reflexively. “I love you, too.”
Boone tilted my head up to face him. “I love you, Memphis.”
Wells lifted his face and growled. “I fucking love you, Memphis King-Hawke.”
By the time the night ended, the sun was only a few minutes from coming up and we were all exhausted and used up.
I wore their marks all over me, handprints and suck marks that they couldn’t help leaving when lost in their need.
On top of Remy, with Boone and Wells at my sides, I was quickly fading when I thought of something.
“Did I ever tell y’all that your charity buddy’s wife invited me for a threesome?
She was great besides thinking I’d ever want to go home with her husband.
” I kept my eyes closed as I spoke, close to being asleep.
“I ran into her yesterday. They have a three-year-old now. She asked me over for a playdate and I might’ve made a terrible joke about hoping this playdate would be less naked than the last one she’d invited me to. ”
Boone laughed and gripped my ass. “I’m just ignoring the part about them propositioning you.”
Remy grunted in agreement. “How’d she take your joke?”
“I think you’ll be hearing from her husband. She was very displeased.” I sighed sleepily. “I didn’t know the rules of threesome club, I guess. Rule number one, there’s no talking about threesome club.”
“And you’re never going to know threesome club rules, baby.” Wells gripped my other ass cheek. “You only ever need to know the rules of our marriage and you made most of them, so I think you’re good.”
“I hope he does call. I’ll have a few choice words for him.” Remy kissed the top of my head. “Now go to sleep. We’re going to see Braddock in the morning.”
I groaned. “But it is the morning.”
“Better sleep while you can, then.”
“Fine.” I snuggled even closer. “I won’t be happy about it, though.”
“Bullshit.” Wells knew better.
“Fine. I’ll be happy, but I won’t tell you about it.”
Boone sighed. “Stubborn till the end, this one.”
Remy kissed me again. “Just the way I like her.”