Page 44 of My Ex-Boyfriend's Brothers

“The invitations were fine. He just wanted to save me from your evil clutches, Jackson. And to let me know that he was worried I’d end up pregnant in a trailer park if I wasn’t careful.” I angrily pulled off the leather pants and jacket and then kicked my heels off. There were deep lines across my feet from the heels and my little toe had been smashed all night long. “He implied that he somehow pulled me out of that same hypothetical trailer park when he started dating me. Not that there’s anything wrong with a trailer park! It just shows how much of a snob he is. The jackass. I thought I’d messed up the wedding. I was in a full panic!”

“Come here, baby.” Jackson’s low drawl was soothing in a way that took the tension right out of my shoulders.

I stood between his thighs as he sat on my bed and he pressed his face into my stomach. I could feel his deep, even breathing and it forced my own breathing to slow.

“Bradley is a fucking idiot, Maggie.” Luke pressed into me from behind and breathed in against the back of my neck. “I’m sorry he upset you. It won’t happen again.”

Ryan stood beside us and caressed my cheek. “Is it wrong that I like the idea of you pregnant in a trailer park? It sounds kind of hot.”

And just like that, I was laughing again. I groaned and just stood there, enjoying their touch while I let the rest of the anger wash away. I held Jackson’s head and sighed. “I almost slapped him. I had my hand raised before I knew it. I’ve never touched another person like that.”

“I’m going to have to beg to differ after the night I just had.” Jackson tilted his head back and smiled at me. “You’re okay, Bubbles. We’re here. The three of us have all almost hit Brad plenty of times so you’re in good company. The fact that you didn’t slap him really shows how sweet and good you are.”

I blew a raspberry. “Did you tell them?”

Luke let out a quiet laugh against my neck but his shaking chest gave away the fact that he was fighting to not guffaw about it. Ryan didn’t bother to hide it. He threw back his head and laughed with abandon.

“You didn’t have to tell them.” I tried to hold in my laughter but it was useless. “I guess with the black eye, you kind of had to explain something. It was just a big accident. I don’t even know what happened. Honestly.”

Luke patted my ass. “Get ready for bed and then I’ll rub your feet. You were limping.”

I rushed to do as he said and climbed into bed a few minutes later with a clean face and a big t-shirt on. Jackson and Ryan were settled at the head of the bed and I settled between them with Luke closer to the foot. As soon as Luke touched my feet, I groaned and sank deeper into my pillows.

“No more shoes like that.” Luke rubbed even deeper and watched my face. “And no more going off alone with Brad. He’s abusing his privileges as your client. I’m going to be havinga conversation with him, but just in case he forgets who he’s dealing with, I need you to be prepared to tell him to fuck off.”

I sighed and rested my head on Jackson’s shoulder. “I’m prepared. He pushed me too far tonight.”

“I’m sorry.” Jackson adjusted himself and made a pained sound. “I shouldn’t have let you go with him. He’s being even more of an asshole than ever these days.”

“You’re broken. You couldn’t do much.” I let out a louder moan when Luke got to my arches. “I would marry you if you promised to keep doing that.”

“Okay.” Luke raised his eyebrows at me in a silent challenge. “When?”

I rolled my eyes and waved him off. “Are you guys staying?”

“Of course. You’re stuck with us, baby.” Ryan held my hand and kissed my knuckles. “It’ll be fun to work out the sleeping arrangements. We need to move you to a bigger room. This is ridiculous. Or you could just move in with one of us.”

“I volunteer. After the pain I’ve experienced tonight, I deserve it.” Jackson sighed. “I’ve also already made it clear to my brothers that they don’t get to touch you tonight. Not until I’m healed.”

I nodded. “That’s fair. You’ll probably be healed tomorrow, though, right?”

Ryan snorted. “Someone is getting used to multiple orgasms, multiple times a day.”

Blushing, I shrugged. “No comment.”

37

***Maggie***

Knocking on my door jarred me awake and had me stumbling over multiple male bodies to get out of bed. I pulled on Jackson’s robe and grabbed my phone, terrified that I’d slept through an important meeting. It was just after eight in the morning and I didn’t have anything until ten that day. I was in such a daze that I pulled the door open without a second thought for those male bodies I’d tripped over.

Christina stood on the other side, a bright smile on her face and a to-go cup of coffee in her hand. “I woke you up! I’m so-”

I watched her eyes shift to the room behind me and widen. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw that all three of the older Heath brothers were in plain sight, still sleeping soundly. I slowly turned back to her in true horror movie fashion and cleared my throat. “Um…”

She grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the room. She did a little happy dance and then shoved the coffee at me. “Holy shit.I mean… Holy shit, Maggie! You bagged all three of the older brothers? My bridesmaids are going to be devastated.”

I covered my face with my free hand. “I can’t believe I just opened the door like that. Please don’t tell anyone. I’m so embarrassed.”

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