Brothers Black: Wyatt the Heartbreaker (21 page)

Chapter Thirty Four

Nellie

I pull up at the address Toby text me. It is a cute little house, not that far from his place. We don’t go to Toby’s house often. The guys usually come over to our house or their parents’ place.

I park my car and get out to walk to the front door. The door swings open before I ring the bell. Toby is standing there shirtless with a little girl in his arms. She is sleeping against his shoulder. Toby presses a finger to his lips and waves me into the house.

The little girl looks like a sleeping angel. She has to be around a year or so old. She has a mass of soft looking curls that are pulled up into a puffy ponytail on top her head. Her little pink lips are full and parted as she sleeps. The little brown fingers of her left hand are pressed over Toby’s heart and it is the sweetest sight I have ever seen.

For a moment, I am stunned. I feel like I am looking at Wyatt with our daughter. She looks exactly like what I have imagined our mixed babies looking like.

I shake the thought off and walk into the house. I am really curious now as I follow him inside. I can see toys and baby items around the house. The open floor plan reveals the living area and kitchen, where I can see two high chairs, two walkers, and various other baby items.

When I step into the living room, I pause. Sitting on the couch with another small child is Kamara. I remember her from high school. Her brother and Toby are best friends. Kwäzē went to grade school and junior high with us until he was skipped a grade.

Our freshman year in high school right before I left for Seattle, Kamara came in as a new transfer. She and Kwäzē are twins, but their parents had left Kamara with family in New York when they first came to the States from Africa and moved here.

I start to relax as I realize that Toby has been helping out his best friend’s sister. Now this makes sense to the Toby we all know, but I just don’t understand why he has been keeping it a secret. I know the family would want to help out. That is just the way the Black family is.

Toby takes a seat next to Kamara and nods for me to take a seat as well. I sit in the chair facing the sofa they are sitting on and place my bag at my side. Kamara gives me a big smile, then looks back at Toby. He gives her a nod and she turns back to me.

“It is so good to see you, Nellie. I don’t know if you remember me, but I remember you,” Kamara says politely with a tinge of her family’s African accent coming through.

“I remember you,” I say with a smile. “We had a class or two together before I moved away.”

“Yes, I will always remember you and Rebecca. You were both so nice to me,” she gives me a beautiful smile.

I remember her smile from back then. I remember thinking that she was one of the prettiest girls I had ever seen. With her straight white teeth, her full lips, slanted brown eyes, and the most beautiful smooth and even chocolate brown skin, she was a pure knockout. She still is.

“You’re Kwäzē’s sister, aren’t you,” I ask.

I notice right away the shift in the room. Toby shifts closer to Kamara and his arms tighten protectively around the little girl in his arms. Kamara’s smile fades and her head drops. Now knowing that I am missing something I take the four of them in more closely.

The little boy in her arms is as cute as the girl, I am assuming is his sister. He is about the same brown complexion as the little girl. They look to be the same age, if not then they are barely a year apart. They are both sleeping with incredibly long lashes resting on their chubby little cheeks. The little boys lips are closed, but they are the same pink.

I wrinkle my brows and push my glasses up my nose. The way his lips are pressed in his sleep is way too familiar. It is a look I often see when I wake up in the middle of the night. My eyes scan both babies again and my heart starts pounding.

Toby clears his throat and my eyes shoot to him. He nods. “She is Kwäzē’s sister, at least, to us she still is. I didn’t tell you to come here for that, though. You wanted to know what my big secret is so,” he pauses and heaves a heavy breath. “I want you to be the first in our family to meet Lulu and TJ.”

My eyes widen and I release a soundless gasp. “You mean TJ as in Toby Jr.?” I squawk. My brain is processing this all a mile a minute.

Toby gives me a boyish smile. “Yeah, exactly, they’re your niece and nephew.”

“Oh my God, Toby, how long have you been hiding this? How old are they,” I frown as I try to do the math in my head.

“They are thirteen months old. They turned one year, last month,” Kamara replies as she looks up at Toby lovingly.

Toby leans in and kisses her on the lips. I am stunned. I have never thought about what Toby’s type is. He is not like the others. Sure girls flock to him, but I have never really seen him give them much thought now that I think of it. Not even back when we were in school together.

Bean once hinted that she thought he had a crush on me, but that never amounted to anything. He and I were just friends. Sitting here now though I can see how much he cares for Kamara. It is in the look in his eyes and the way he is leaning in toward her as if they are on an invisible string.

“They are twins,” I say dumbly because I don’t know what else to say.

Of all the things I thought I would learn this evening, this was the furthest from what I was expecting.
Oh God, how do I keep this from my husband? Heck, why the hell is Toby keeping it from his family?
They both nod in answer to my question and I just sit and stare as I try to wrap my brain around this.

Kamara had to already be pregnant when I first moved back home. That was around the time when Heather had warned me that Toby had changed. Oh my God, so much is making sense now. He was only twenty-five back then. He had to be freaking out about being a new father and wow, the new father of twins.

This is crazy. There was still something I wasn’t seeing. Why wouldn’t he tell the family? They would have been there for him instead of him dealing with all this alone.

“I see the wheels turning in your head,” Toby grumbles. “Kamara’s family was not too happy when they found out she was pregnant. She was arranged to be married to someone back home. It wasn’t what she wanted, but in their culture things are different. He was willing to still marry her even after her family gave him the news, at least until he found out all the details.”

“You mean that you are white,” falls out of my mouth.

“That among other things,” Toby replies through tight lips. “Kwäzē and I kind of fell out when he found out I was the father. They wanted to send Kamara away with my children. I couldn’t let that happen so I have been hiding her.

“I go through a hell of a lot to come to see my family as it is. If I tell the family about them, they are not going to want to stay away and that can bring unwanted attention. I just need a little more time. Kwäzē seems like he is coming around and he promised he would talk to his family, but I don’t trust anyone right now. He could just be trying to help his family find her.”

“Wow, Toby. This is just …wow. I mean I understand, I think, but I also know how much this is going to hurt your brothers and your mom and dad. They’re going to feel like you didn’t trust them,” I think out loud.

“Yeah, I thought of that, but I have to make sure my family is safe above everything else. I am only telling you because it is getting harder for us. I trust you more than most. If I tell one brother, then the others will be pissed at me. You’re Wyatt’s wife. I think he will forgive me faster if he knows I told you at least,” Toby shrugs and gives me a pleading smile.

“Oh hell Toby, you just put me in a really bad position with your brother. He is going to kill me,” I whine.

Toby rolls his eyes. “He won’t stay mad at you for long,” he snorts. “All you have to do is bat those lashes and you will be off the hook.”

“Crap Toby,” I hiss. I realize I have risen my voice as TJ stirs and his little eyes blink open.

I suck in a breath as his eyes clear and focus on me. He has the Black Brothers’ golden eyes. Other than Kamara’s slanted eyes he could be a warm brown version of Wyatt or any of the other brothers, with his soft copper brown curly hair.

How did I miss the hair?
That should have been my first clue when he opened the door. Lulu’s soft curls are a light copper brown, not as light as Toby’s copper blonde hair, but not far from it. The two are just stunning.

I feel a ping in my chest as I think of the glow in Wyatt’s eyes when he talks about having a baby. I don’t even realize that I have stood and picked up my purse until I see the panic in Toby’s face. TJ is looking up at me curiously when I smile at him, a bright smile stretches across his face and takes my breath away. I need to get home to my husband.

I never knew until this moment how much I want a baby of my own. I should have kept my nose out of this and gone home to talk to my husband about having our own kids. Guilt sets in heavy and I feel my feet starting to move.

“Nellie wait,” Toby says jumping up still holding Lulu in his arms. “If you won’t help us I understand, but I beg you not to put my family in harm’s way by telling anyone.”

I blink and it dawns on me that I have forgotten that Toby said they need help. My brain is just focused on getting home to Wyatt. I shake my head to clear it.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to freak you out. I’ll keep your secret and I will help as much as I can. I don’t like lying to Wyatt, but I understand you guys are up against a lot. Thank you for trusting me. I know this must be hard on both of you,” I reassure them.

“Thank you, Nellie. I told Toby you would be the one we can trust. You were always so nice to me when the others made my transition here so much harder,” Kamara says as her eyes fill with tears. “Toby is the only family I have left, other than our children. I don’t want to be apart from him.”

I nod and turn back to hug her. TJ catches my glasses and pulls them from my face. I laugh and pry them from his tiny fingers. He is so adorable as he looks up at me with big golden eyes. My heart squeezes again at the thought of a baby of my own staring at me through similar eyes.

I place a kiss on his chubby cheek and he coos. “Auntie Nellie will see you again really soon,” I coo back.

“Thanks, Nel,” Toby chokes out and I know he is feeling emotional with everything happening right now.

I know the Black family. Family is very important to them. This has to be eating him up. Joe and Cassidy are going to skin his hide over this. I just hope everyone is not too mad at me when they find out I know. I sigh before hugging Toby and kissing Lulu’s sleeping chubby cheek. I shake my head when I look at her sleeping face and notice the Black traits all over her face even without seeing her eyes.

I really wish I would have kept my nose to myself.
Why didn’t I mind my own business? Now there are two of us that will be keeping something from Wyatt and stressing him out. Ugh!

“Sorry Wy,” I whisper when I am alone in my car. I am starting to feel like I have to give prayerful apologies for my friends and me too often where Wyatt is concerned.

Chapter Thirty Five

Wyatt

I have waited weeks to tell Nellie that I will be leaving for four months and a part of me wishes I hadn’t. She is keeping something big from me. She has been for about a month now.

Something else I have noticed is that she and Toby have become like peas in a pod. At first, it was just the two of them then Bean joined the crew. I know since Bean quit working at the bar and came on full time at the firm she and Nellie have been joined at the hip, but for the last week, those three are up to something.

If I weren’t so guilty about this assignment, I would have gotten all in Nellie’s ass about keeping secrets from me. We tell each other everything, well usually we do. It sucks that we both feel we need to hide something and that has been putting me in a mood.

“Nellie,” I growl as I walk out of the conference room from meeting with Dad, Noah, and Rob. We leave in two days and my skin is itching because one, I didn’t tell my wife yet, two, I have a bad feeling about leaving and three, my dad doesn’t seem to understand that I don’t think it is a good idea for me to go.

Nellie’s head pops up from the conversation she is having with Toby. The smile falls from her face as I narrow my eyes at the two of them. I could handle my little brother being weird and hiding things. He is a grown ass man. As long as he is not in danger he is entitled to wanting to have a private life.

However, that shit should not have my wife getting weird on me. I know they were good friends when they were younger, but this shit has been pissing me off. I stalk over to her desk like a raging bull.

“Wyatt, what’s wrong,” she says softly.

When she bounces up from her seat, my brain goes blank for a moment. Her tits jiggle beneath her t-shirt, causing my cock to stir in my pants.
Shit, am I crazy or have they gotten bigger.
I blink and wrap my arms around her waist forgetting how pissed off I was a minute ago.

I can’t hold off any longer. We need to talk. All this pent up frustration is not all her fault. I have a lot to do with it and I have been hiding this for longer than she has been hiding her secret. It’s my fault for treating her like glass. Nellie is so much stronger than I give her credit for. It’s just I want to be the one to always protect her. Her hands should never get dirty with anything.

“We need to talk,” I say against her lips.

Her nose wrinkles and her brows compress. I can see the worry in her eyes. I’m not sure if it is because she thinks something is wrong or if she thinks I have figured her secret out. I push the thought aside. Maybe my wife can read me as well as I can read her and she knows I have been keeping all this from her. Maybe she is paying me back by driving me crazy.

“Okay,” she says softly, taking my hand when I hold it out for her.

I turn and narrow my eyes at Toby, but that little fucker just winks at me. I should have kicked his ass two years ago. Our talk is long overdue, but that one is going to happen as soon as I get back from this assignment. I’m going to beat his ass until he starts talking. It’s our way and I have been too lax lately.

If you ask me, all my brothers could use a knock upside the head right now, but Toby’s ass is first on my list. I shake the thought off as Nellie moves ahead of me into my office. Again I have to blink a few times. Her curves look fuller than usual in her jeans.

Shit, when I think about it, her ass had more bounce on my cock this morning in the shower. That shit was sexy as fuck.
I feel like a fucking perv right now. I need to talk to my wife and all I can think about is pinning her to the nearest wall to explore her body. We’ve been eating out more lately and Noah hasn’t been pushing her as hard in the gym I noticed.

Maybe she’s just putting on a little weight.
I like it.
I shake my head and come back to what I need to tell my wife. Nellie perches her plump ass on the edge of my desk and I walk over to stand between her legs.

“Baby, before you get pissed off at me I want you to know I tried my best to get out of this. I haven’t said anything because I thought I could,” I start as I tilt her head back and look into her eyes.

“Okay you are scaring me,” she replies searching my eyes.

“You don’t have to be scared. This mission will be perfectly safe. It’s just a really long one,” I say and twist my lips as I watch her face.

Her eyes grow wide and she groans. “I knew it. I knew he was going to ask you to go on the Roxy assignment with Noah. That’s why you have been acting so weird,” Nellie narrows her eyes at me and I sigh. So she did know.

“I won’t be off the grid, but it is a long as fuck assignment. I’m going to miss you like crazy,” I say and run my fingers over her cheek.

“If it’s not dangerous I can come with you,” she says with a sweet smile. I narrow my eyes at her this time. This may not be dangerous for me, but I sure as hell am not taking her along. Things can always go wrong on this type of assignment. I won’t worry her by saying that, but she is not coming along.

“No,” I say with finality.

Her little smile falls and she pouts at me. I swear that pout gets her into so much trouble every time. I lean over her and capture her sexy lips. I’ll never get enough of kissing her.

“Wy,” she pulls away panting. “Stop trying to distract me. You are telling me this is nothing but you won’t let me come with you. That means there is some danger in it all.”

“It means I know how to do my job and I don’t like the idea of my wife being in the middle of something she has no business involved in,” I sigh.

“Fine,” she pouts again. I groan and pull her hips closer to me. “When do you leave?”

“In a few days, you have plenty of time to come clean about whatever you and Toby have been up to,” I say with a sly smile.

She snorts. “I think not. You kept this from me for months,” she gives me a pointed glare. “Just know that you should give your brother some slack. He is doing what he has to.”

“What is that supposed to mean,” I scoff and glare back at her.

“Wyatt, Babe, do you trust me?” she is giving me that sweet sexy smile of hers’ and she knows it fries my brain.

I nip her lips. “Yes, I trust you,” I say as I move my mouth to her neck.

“Then leave Toby alone for now. Everything is going to work out,” Nellie chirps happily.

I pull away and stare into her eyes. She pulls her glasses from her face and pulls the band from her hair. When she shakes it out while biting her lip, I am rock hard and Toby is forgotten.

I move to lock the door and turn back to her. “You are going to have to be quiet this time,” I say as I pounce.