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“Darla, I’m so sorry. We only wanted to help if you needed it. We

weren’t trying to be nosy really. I’m so sorry.”

Randall shook his head and bent over the hand that he still held to

kiss her knuckles. Darla didn’t know what to do or think. How could

she trust them when they had lied to her? What sort of life would they have if she was forever doubting them? She closed her eyes.

“I need some time to think. I’m so angry with both of you. I’m not

sure what to say.”

“What can we do to convince you how sorry we are?” Randall

asked.

Darla just looked at him and shook her head. “I don’t know if

there is anything that can accomplish that right now. I need to be

alone to think.” She closed her eyes. “Leave. I don’t want to see either of you right now.”

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She opened her eyes as they closed the door behind them. She felt

all alone now. She pressed her hand on her abdomen. No, not alone

anymore. She had a baby to think of. She couldn’t make a decision

based on her wants and needs. What mattered now was what was best

for the baby. She rubbed a circle around her abdomen and wondered

if it were a girl or a boy. She sighed. She didn’t even know who the

father was, but did that really matter in the whole scheme of things?

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Chapter Seventeen

“She hates us,” Marcus said as they climbed into Randall’s truck.

“Maybe not. She didn’t say she never wanted to see us again. She

just said right now.”

“What are we going to do?” Marcus ran a hand over his face.

Everything was lost as far as he was concerned. If she rejected

them and left, taking the baby with her, Marcus wasn’t sure what he

would do. She had become everything to him and now their child…

He shook his head and looked out the side window as Randall drove

them to who knows where.

“Stop feeling sorry for yourself,” Randall snapped. “We don’t

know anything yet. She has to think about it. Remember, she just

woke up from being unconscious for nearly two weeks. Then we

spring this on her, and she’s overwhelmed.” Randall maneuvered the

big truck easily through traffic.

“Yeah, you’re right. I just can’t get that look on her face out of my head. She looked as if we’d slapped her.”

Marcus couldn’t imagine she would ever forgive them. Randall

might think so, but Marcus put himself in her shoes. If she had gone

behind their back about something so major, he would have blown a

gasket. He wasn’t sure he would have been able to ever forgive her

for that. So how was he to expect she would forgive them?

Randall pulled into the little mom and pop motel and cut the

engine. “We’ll stay here tonight and go back tomorrow and see if she

will let us in.”

Marcus nodded in reply. If Randall could be optimistic, he

guessed he could try.

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They climbed out of the truck and walked into the office to get a

room. Randall paid for one night in a room with two beds. He doubted

he would get much sleep. He had too many things whirling around in

his head. That was probably how she felt right then, too.

“Marcus, if she decides to leave us, we have to fight for our rights

to see the child. You know that, don’t you?”

“You’d take her to court and go through all of that, put her

through all of that?” Marcus asked.

Randall was silent for a few seconds. Finally, he shook his head.

“I guess not. We’re basically at her mercy when it comes to seeing

our child. I wouldn’t put her through that, or drag a child through it for that matter.”

Marcus chose the bed closest to the door and stretched out on it.

He wondered where they had gone wrong to begin with? Was it when

they decided to place an ad for a housekeeper and cook when they

were really looking for a wife? Probably. It had been a lie as well.

She’d figured that out pretty quickly though. He just couldn’t for the life of him dredge up any hope. Randall might be optimistic, but he

couldn’t see her forgiving them, just like that.

“I wonder what she and Mom talked about when they kicked us

out,” Randall mused.

“Does it really matter?” Marcus asked, his temper beginning to

get the best of him.

“It could matter. The dads told her what happened. Maybe she

gave her some advice that will help us.”

“Yeah, and she’ll ream us a new one as soon as she has us alone.

You hide and watch,” Marcus said.

“Don’t you think we deserve it?” Randall asked.

Marcus watched his brother pull off his boots and turn down the

bed.

“Hell yeah, we deserve it, that and more. I still can’t believe we

did it. What the fuck were we thinking?”

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Randall shrugged. “We weren’t thinking with our brains, that’s for

sure. We wanted her and wanted to make sure she didn’t leave us.”

“Get some sleep, Marcus. We’re going to need it. I need to go

back to the ranch tomorrow, but I’m going to stick around and see if

she will eventually see us.”

The dads said they would tend to the ranch for us,” Marcus

reminded him.

“Right.”

Marcus could tell that Randall wasn’t as optimistic as he

pretended to be. He was trying to cheer him up. No amount of

cheering was going to work for him right now. He wanted to wallow

in self-pity just for a little while. Then he had to work on a strategy for winning her love again. Only this time, he wouldn’t use deceit.

He’d learned his lesson well.

* * * *

That night, Darla dreamed of living with Randall and Marcus.

Their days were spent much the same way as before with her cooking

and cleaning, only now, she tended to a child, as well. Their nights

were spent in lovemaking. One minute soft and sensual, the next, hard and dirty. They kept her satisfied sexually and constantly told her they loved her. She was happy in the dream.

Despite the cheerful atmosphere, Darla worried about them lying

to her again. They assured her they never would, but could she

believe them? Every time she grew too quiet around them, they drew

her into a sensual dance where the ultimate prize was to bring the

other one to completion. It seemed like they always won.

Marcus would start with licking her earlobe and sucking it into his

hot mouth. Randall would join in by licking her neck then nipping her chin and around her jaw to her other ear lobe. It drove her wild for

them to play with her ears, and they knew it. They knew every

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erogenous zone on her body and touched each and every one with

either their mouths or their fingers.

Randall moved from her earlobe to her mouth, taking his time to

lick her lips then nip at her lower lip and suck it into his mouth.

Marcus focused on her shoulder, nipping then licking the wound. She

thought she would come before they even touched her sexually. It

didn’t help when Randall ran a hand along her side and over her

pelvis to tease her mound with his fingers. She kept waiting on him to touch her pussy, but he only teased.

A mouth closed around her nipple and sucked, while deft fingers

worked her other nipple until she writhed on the bed needing more.

Marcus knew how to make her come just by manipulating her breasts.

He nipped at the nipple then licked it to soothe away the sting. Then he tickled the tip of her nipple with his tongue. He’d touch it with the tip then lick a circle around the areola before finally sucking it into his mouth. She thought she would die of ecstasy before they ever fucked

her.

Once again Randall’s hand massaged her mound then dipped a

finger between her pussy lips. He stroked all along the slit without

entering her or touching her clit. She moaned, willing him to touch

her there. Still, he didn’t. Instead, he spread openmouthed kisses

along her belly until he reached her aching cunt. God, she needed

him. Right then he could have asked just about anything of her and

she would have agreed just to come.

Marcus continued teasing and tormenting her aching breasts while

Randall stretched between her legs and spread her pussy lips to give

him room to work his magic tongue.

It all felt so real even though she knew she was dreaming. When

he pushed a finger inside her, she called out his name. She nearly

wept when he withdrew it only to plunge in two fingers and pumped

them in and out of her.

All this time Marcus continued his assault on her defenseless

breasts. His mouth, his fingers worked together to drive her insane.

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He pinched and pulled at her nipples until she felt the beginning of

her climax. It spiraled up and up, pulling at her until she panted trying to catch her breath knowing that when she came, there would be no

breathing.

As if they had choreographed it, Randall plunged three fingers

inside of her and pinched her clit at the same time Marcus plucked at one nipple and bit the other one. She screamed her release until she

was too hoarse to. Her breathing became jagged as she fought to draw

in air. Her body continued to spasm even after they had stopped

stimulating her. It was if it was caught in a cycle and couldn’t break it.

Randall placed a hand on her pelvis and pressed to ease the

tremors inside of her. Darla slowly caught her breath as the men

curled up around her. They didn’t expect her to take care of them.

That would come later, she knew. For now, she basked in the

afterglow and cuddled with the two of them.

Darla woke in the early hours of the morning aching for relief.

How could she leave the two men who made her feel whole? Not just

sexually, but as a human missing something in her life. Could she

forgive them? Maybe one day. Could she leave them? Darla knew

deep down in her heart she’d die if she did. They already held a piece of her in their hands. Leaving would mean missing out on a family,

something she’d always wanted.

She eased out of bed and walked to the bathroom. She wanted a

shower to rinse away the night’s sweat and the evidence of her tears.

The nurses would be coming to make rounds soon. She wanted to be

back in bed by then. As it was, she made it with plenty of time to

compose herself. They took her vital signs and assured her that the

doctor would be making rounds soon.

It was her plan to ask that she be able to go home the next day.

She needed today to regain all her strength and think. She figured she would need all her strength both physically and emotionally to deal

with the bothers. She had little doubt they would come to see her

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today. She hadn’t decided yet if she would see them. It would serve

them right to suffer for awhile. She had never thought herself a

vindictive person, but for this, she would be. They had betrayed her trust, and she couldn’t easily forgive that. But for the sake of her unborn baby, she would let them back into her life. They had the

means to assure the child had everything they needed. Maybe it was

wrong to stay with them for the welfare of her baby, but she had to do what she thought best. Staying with Randall and Marcus was the best

move she could make in her situation.

Breakfast didn’t appeal to her in the slightest, but she choked

down some toast and the orange juice. The eggs turned her stomach,

and the bacon was a bit too greasy for her taste. She waited another

thirty minutes before the doctors showed up to talk and check her

over.

“Can I go home tomorrow? I’m tired of lying around doing

nothing.”

“When you go home, you still can’t do anything for another week

or so,” the doctor told her.

“I don’t care. I want out of the hospital. No offense, but I really have had enough of this place to last me a life time.”

“If you eat better tonight and in the morning, I’ll look at letting

you go.”

She smiled and vowed to eat everything on her plate if that was

what it took to get out. Now she had to decide what to do about

Marcus and Randall. She had nowhere to go and no way to get there.

She needed their help whether she wanted it or not. Then she

remembered she had no car either. She wondered how badly the car

was and if it could be fixed. Something else she would need them for.

She wouldn’t lie to them about why she was going back with them.

She didn’t lie.

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The next morning Randall and Marcus grabbed breakfast in the

hospital cafeteria and planned their strategy to win Darla’s love back.

Randall sipped his coffee trying to wake up. First they had to get in to see her. The one thing they had going for them was the fact she had

nowhere to go but home with them. They would use that shamelessly,

too. Once they had her home they would woo her. Randall glanced

over at Marcus as he finished up his second cup of coffee. Neither one of them had slept well.

“What do we say to her, Randall?” Marcus asked.

“The truth. We love her and don’t want to live without her in our