Page 89 of Somewhere We Belong

Sol screamed and I instantly went looking for her, worried that something had fallen on her, but nope, she was hugging Theo in a small bedroom. I was confused until I saw the bed and everything made sense.

“It’s only here for a few days for Christmas, but the guys and I will set it up at your mama’s house,” Theo said. I admired the bed Sol had picked out of a Pottery Barn catalog, but I couldn’t afford it and I tried to find a cheaper alternative.

It was gorgeous and equipped with a canopy that screamed princess. Sol threw herself on the bed looking so happy. It extinguished all of my anxiety from my earlier freak out.

Theo looked up at me as I mouthed a thank you. Colt rubbed my back as we watched Sol roll on her bed and squeal excitedly.

“So now that everyone knows we are staying here for the holidays, let’s go pack and we can have dinner here,” Theo said excitedly. “We can get a tree tomorrow morning and then decorate before my family gets here.”

“A house full of Malone’s, lord help us,” Atlas chuckled.

The guys joked as I followed them out with Sol, who was bouncing around. I knew Jude and Iris were coming over, but it hadn’t been confirmed that his oldest brother was coming with his wife and his girlfriend or should I say their girlfriend. It was intimidating and what if they asked questions about us? I was not prepared for this.

The doorbell rang and I was ready to vomit or pass out. Yesterday the guys reassured me, verbally and physically, that everything was going to go smoothly. They basically fucked me into a coma so I would stop worrying. The aftereffects of last night still lingered in my slightly sore pussy. They each fucked me, even though I was hoping to see them together more.

“Theodore.” A man with a slight Texas twang said, hugging Theo.

This man was enormous, at least a few inches taller than Theo and Colt. He had a gorgeous smile, an all-American look to him and it was no surprise that his wife and their girlfriend were as stunning. I smoothed out my plaid button-down, feeling a little plain as these two women said hi to Theo and the guys.

Sol watched them in fascination, and she bounced up and down waiting to get introduced. She was such a social butterfly and there was a point in my life when I was just like her.

“This is our friend and neighbor, Nova, and her daughter, Sol,” Theo said. “This is my brother, Luke, his wife, Camila, and their girlfriend, Genevieve.”

“Hi, nice to meet you,” I said, waving and pulling Sol in front of me.

“Dude, you're so big,” Sol blurted.

Everyone laughed.

“Nice to meet you,” Luke said, shaking my hand as Camila gave me a hug and Genevieve shook my hand.

“Sorry, I’m used to hugging, I grew up in a big Mexican family,” Camila said shrugging.

“Momma and I are Mexican too!” Sol looked excited.

“¿Enserio!?” Camila acted shocked.

“Si! Nuestra familia es de Chihuahua,” Sol said, shocking almost everyone. “Quiero visitar un día para ver el país de México.”

“Mi familia es de Guanajuato y Durango,” Camila said, and they quickly started speaking in Spanish.

“Wow, I didn’t know she spoke Spanish,” Atlas said, admiring Sol.

“We try to speak it as much as we can at home, even though I forget to. It also helps that Ms. Stevens speaks Spanish to Sol at school,” I said, feeling myself blush.

“That’s amazing,” Luke said, looking at his wife and my daughter with hearts in his eyes.

“Come on, let me show you to your room,” Theo said, picking up a bag.

Sol was excited to have another person to talk Spanish with. It took a while to convince her that Camila needed to get settled in.

“She’s cool, momma,” Sol said, as we walked into the kitchen to start making some dinner.

“I like her too,” I said, bringing out ingredients for tacos.

I already had some beans cooking and the meat had been marinating for a few hours. Cooking was a good way to keep my distance, but when the guys went outside to grill the meat, I felt extremely nervous. Sol decided to leave me to play with Hula Hoop and hang out with the guys.

Camila and Genevieve sat at the island, drinking some wine as I cooked the rice and refried the beans.

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