Page 84 of When We Fall: Part One
Everything would be OK.
I was putting all my trust into Enzo and praying he wouldn’t let me down.
THIRTY
ENZO
Iwatched Rosalie and E play on the floor with Cotton after dinner. The guys had gone all out. They called it a pre-engagement party. Cole had filled the living room with pink and black balloons and stared all moon-eyed at Rosalie throughout the entire evening. It was crazy to see him with her. He went from killer to softie in no time. The transformation probably needed to be looked at by a psychiatrist because it didn’t seem normal.
“E looks happy,” Fox commented as we watched from the couch. We’d had a fantastic dinner. I was sure the guys had ordered it in and not made it, but it didn’t matter. I figured I’d ask later so maybe I could take Rosalie to that restaurant for our next date.
“He does.” I smiled. E had been relaxed all evening, smiling and appearing like his old self. He was so good at acting the part when he was really trying, though, so I wasn’t sure if it was real or not. Watching as he made Cotton chase a mouse on a string, his grin wide and Rosalie laughing at Cotton’s antics, made me think this time was real.
“Who wants cock and cake?” Cole called out, coming into the room naked and holding a birthday cake with lit candles.
“How did you not set your cock on fire lighting those?” Fox snorted.
“My cockisfire, Evans. You know that.” Cole grinned back as he placed the cake on the coffee table.
Rosalie scooped up Cotton and followed E over to us. She shook her head at Cole, who winked back at her.
“Why do we have a birthday cake? It’s not anyone’s birthday,” I said.
“Candles shouldn’t have to be just for birthdays.” Cole shrugged. “They’re for celebrating.”
“What are we celebrating?” Rosalie asked, letting Fox take Cotton from her. I watched as he rubbed his chin, making the kitten practically smile with contentment.
“Us, baby.” Cole kissed her, his cock hardening in the process. There was no question where this was going, and I was more than ready for my second round with Rosalie for the day.
Rosalie didn’t fight him. She kissed him back before her hand trailed to his dick, where she stroked slowly amid a soft groan from him.
“I bought us something,” Cole said between kisses.
“Yeah?” She kissed him again.
“Fuck. E, get the bag.”
“What bag?” E wrinkled his nose.
“Man, the fucking bag I got at that sex shop.” More kisses.
“I don’t remember a bag. I went and got ice cream down the block, remember?”
“Fox,” Cole choked out as Rosalie stroked him quicker.
“Sorry, man. I took a call from Coach outside.”
“Fucking hell.” Cole forced himself away from Rosalie. “Baby, spread those fucking legs for me so I can plow into you when I get back.” He got to his feet, his big, hard cock bobbing, and left the room with a few curse words.
I didn’t waste any time taking his place. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one with that idea, though, because Fox and E joined, too.
Rosalie gave us a teasing smile as she got to her feet, all of us on our knees before her.
Our queen.
Our entire world.
I watched in awe as she slowly stripped for us, her fingers brushing along Fox’s jaw before she went to E and then me.
