Page 124 of Four Fiances & I

“Not at the moment; I will have more for you later when I’ve had a chance to put things in place.” I chew on my lips and decide to voice something I’ve been thinking about.

“I want your honest opinion on something,” I say, looking at Christian more than the others.

“I’m always honest with you, Sweetheart.” The four of us all share a look before laughing, knowing that he's been anything but recently. “Hey, lesson learnt, okay!” he protests, looking slightly hurt.

“You’re right; we’re sorry,” I say, standing and sitting on his knee to put my arms around his neck and kiss him on the cheek.

“What did you want to talk to me about?” he continues ignoring his brothers as he wraps his arms around my waist.

“I’ve been thinking about asking Terry to walk me down the aisle.” I’m not even surprised when Christian's eyes bulge from his head as his jaw drops.

“Do you mind me asking why, Jazzy?”

I turn to Jason and smile.

“I’ve been thinking about it for a while,” I admit. “There have been times he has been so supportive and cares about us so much.”

“He’s like a father figure,” Sean adds. I nod, smiling at him.

“You guys are my daddies and are the best Daddies a girl could ever ask for. But Terry, he …” I try to think of a way to word it without upsetting Christian, but as always, he knows how my mind works. He cups my cheek and turns my head so I’m looking at him. He smiles as his eyes are nothing but loving.

“He reminds you of your father. It’s okay, Sweetheart, you can say it,” he says softly, as he runs his knuckles over my cheek. I nod as tears fill my eyes. “If you want to ask him, I think you should.”

“He will probably turn me down anyway,” I giggle nervously. I feel a hand on my knee and turn to find Jason smiling at me.

“You don’t know if you don’t ask.”

I know he's right, and when I look at the twins, I find them smiling.

“I think you should ask him,” Sean says.

“Me too. You might give the old man a heart attack, but I think you will be surprised by his reaction.”

“You do remember he is only four years older than me, right?” Christian sighs, shaking his head at Maximus.

“Yep, your time on this Earth is ticking, old man,” Maximus winks as I lean into Christian.

“Stop it; no one is old or dying soon!” I protest. After the last few weeks, it’s not a topic I find funny in the slightest.

“Thank you, Sweetheart,” Christian praises as he kisses the top of my head. “So, do you want to ask him?” he asks. I think about it for a second and realise I already know the answer.

“Yeah, I do. Can you call him in?”

Christian smiles as he pats my leg to stand and get to his desk. He picks up the main phone and presses Terry's extension.

“Hey, can you come here a minute?” I don’t hear what Terry replies, and Christian doesn’t bother saying anymore before ending the call. “He's on his way,” he says, standing back behind me as I sit in the chair he just vacated. He places his hands on my shoulders and rubs them again.

“That feels so nice,” I sigh, leaning my head to the side and closing my eyes for a moment.

“Say the word, Baby, and I will massage any part of your body you want.” He leans down and kisses my exposed neck. “Play your cards right, and the four of us will join forces and not stop until you are a wet, floppy mess.” Opening my eyes, I find the other three smiling at me, already planning all the ways they will pleasure me.

A knock sounds from the door, making me groan as the others laugh.

“Later,” Christian whispers into my ear before calling for Terry to enter.

“You rang?” he announces as he enters the room.

“Yeah, come here a moment. Jasmine wants to talk to you about something,” Christian explains. Terry walks over to join us whilst frowning.

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