The Baby Arrangement (A Winston Brother's Novel #1)

by J. L. Beck

“So, I hope you aren’t just staying in all weekend,” Jake says to me.

  I open my mouth to answer.

  “What is it with you?” Trevor says as he looks at Jake.

  My brows furrow. What is happening here? I am sort of glad because it keeps my mind from the elevator fantasy. I mean to think about that one WHILE in here with these men? “Um, yes,” I answer as calmly as I can fake it. “In fact, tonight, I’m going to an art exhibit.” There, he can now rest easy that I do have some sort of social life.

  They all turn their heads to stare at me.

  “What?” I ask. “You didn’t think I liked art?”

  Jake bites his lip.

  Trevor smiles and shakes his head.

  Micah speaks up, “So what kind of art do you like?” He truly looks curious.

  I think to myself, Adonis gods like you, naked and shining under the lights, yeah that kind of art. I blink my eyes. “Um, this artist is new. I mean I do not even know who they are. It has sorta been kept a secret for some reason. But it isn’t that. I saw one of the paintings three weeks ago and I bought tickets to the exhibit immediately.”

  The three men all look a little stunned.

  I feel nervous as again, I do not know what is going on with them.

  “Well, why would the artist hide their identity do you think?” Jake asks.

  I shrug. “Maybe they are like famous, or maybe they don’t like the limelight?”

  They all smile at me.

  I am again taken by surprise. What did I say?

  DING!

  I jump a little.

  Trevor laughs. “You did that the first day when…” His voice fades away.

  The other two turn to look at him.

  “Okay guys,” he says changing the subject. “You need to let Jenna out.

  Jake looks at him, then at me. “What if I don’t want to?” He raises a dark brow.

  I look between the men, confused and I am also surprised by this statement.

  Micah takes my arm. “Come on, guys. Be nice.” He leads me out.

  The warmth and tingle from Micah’s touch seems to make the confusion go away and brings heat to my body.

  They all three walk me to the door.

  I turn and smile at them. “Thanks guys for an interesting week. I will see you on Monday.”

  They all give me smiles. Even Jake.

  I wave and go out to the parking garage. I am so relieved to be out from under those hot sexy scents, sinful heat and closeness of those men. God, one more minute and I might have torn my clothes off and—I stop and shake my head. No, I wouldn’t have. But it sure would have surprised them right? I laugh all the way to the car.

  I get in and start it up. Driving around and out, I glance over at the front.

  All three hot gods are getting into a limo.

  I shake my head. What is that about? I mean it has to be Jake’s limo as he is a Maxwell and has the money.

  Never mind, Jenna. It is none of your business.

  I sigh and think of the elevator fantasy again. I just have to go over it. I do. I mean after I just rode in one with all three? It is such a coincidence, too much of one to ignore.

  Then what Jake said. “What id f I don’t want to. Oh, my god, I nearly peed my panties!

  He said something just like that in my dream.

  We get on and they all crowd me. I’m wondering why they are, but I also know they are all pretty big guys. Next, Micah says, “Guys, don’t you think you should give Jenna a little room?”

  That is when Jake replies, “What if I don’t want to?” He moves up really close to me.

  Now, Trevor seems to want to get it on that and he moves in.

  Micah then smiles and moves in.

  Jake grabs my face and kisses me hard. God, could this man kiss your breath from you. I am melting into a puddle of goo.

  Trevor unbuttons my blouse and reaches in to thumb my nipple.

  I moan into Jake’s mouth.

  Next, Micah gets behind me and grips my ass, squeezing and caressing.

  Jake breaks the kiss and looks into my eyes. “What do you want, Jenna?”

  I am panting as I answer, “All of you, in me…”

  His eyes get even darker.

  Trevor grabs me and kisses me.

  Then Micah pulls on the waist of my skirt and tugs it down.

  Jake rips my blouse open, lowers his head, and sucks on my nipple.

  Oh, god. I can’t breathe!

  Micah slips his strong fingers into my panties, flicks my clit and shoves two into my pussy.

  I am being kissed, fingered and sucked all at once and I come hard as I cream all over Micah’s fingers…

  A car horn blares into my ears. I grab the wheel and swerve the car a bit, as I realize I am wet between my thighs and I almost went off the road.

  Damn, these men are going to be the death of me yet. Only they don’t v even know it…I shiver. “And they never will,” I say aloud.

  We all get into the car.

  It’s quiet and then I finally, break the silence, “You really don’t think she’s coming to my exhibit, do you?”

  Jake chuckles. “I imagine she is.”

  Trevor nods. “It has to be, man. I mean you are the only artist I know of that has been too shy to go public.”

  I bite at my lip. “Who would have guessed she would have tickets? I mean. Its nuts! What is she going to think when she sees all three of us there?”

  Jake shrugs.

  “Are you saying she will think we are there to see her?” Trevor teases.

  The car goes quiet again. I know what they’re thinking. They are thinking about her. Imagining her smile. The way her brow crinkles when she’s confused. That little thing she does when she bits her lip. Yea, they are thinking about her as I do all the time. I know they like this woman, just like I do. I have never seen either of them act like they have this week. I, myself have acted like a lovesick kid. Yeah, they call me that but I’m 28 and no kid anymore. I’ve been with quite a few women. Not like these two marathon men, but I’m not a boy.

  Yet, whenever I see her, I feel so good, then when I leave her, I feel bad. What is that? I am thinking love. Yes, it is way too soon, but I really feel this is a big deal in my life. I have never felt that way for anyone. I’m not like these two. I know what I feel and I always stay in touch with that. They are like dad and wouldn’t say what they really feel until you made them.

  Well, look out big brothers…I am about to MAKE you.

  I remain quiet for a moment, then I finally voice it, “Okay. Let’s have this out, guys. It’s about time we did.”

  Jake stares at me.

  Trevor sighs.

  “I mean we all know, right?” I ask.

  Jake grunts and looks out the window.

  Trevor shakes his head.

  “I mean it. We have to talk about this, before—before…” My words fade away.

  Trevor leans forward. “Before what, kid?”

  I shrug.

  “He wants her,” Jake states bluntly.

  I look over at him.

  “And like you don’t,” Trevor snaps.

  Now it is my turn to sigh. “Look. I do want her.”

  They both turn to stare at me.

  “Well, at least I will admit it. Dammit. She is just so…”

  Jake leans forward and drops his bored, I don’t care look for once. “So…? So what?”

  “She is like no woman I have ever met. She looks right at you, says what she thinks. Her voice is just so sweet and not fake. She is sort of shy at times, then she says something that is so true and it just slips out. Natural, smart. When she does look at you, she focuses on you. She doesn’t want the same things other women seem to want. I mean…she gets it. She’s real. And that look she gets in those eyes of hers when she laughs?”

  “And that mouth,” Trevor continues for me. “It makes you just want to…” he halts.

  Jake sits forward. “What? It makes yo
u want to fuck it right? Have her moan right over your…” He looks startled that he just said this.

  “See?” I exclaim. “You both want her too!”

  Jake releases a frustrated breath and again, looks out the window.

  “And it has never happened before,” Trevor adds.

  I look up at him. “What?”

  He shrugs. “We all want the same girl.”

  Jake scoffs.

  Trevor glares a him. “We do. I know that sounds crazy, but Micah is right, we need to talk about this.”

  Jake shakes his head. “Well, it doesn’t matter.”

  I stare at him in disbelief. “We all want the same woman and it doesn’t matter?”

  Trevor nods. “I hate to agree with the old man, but he’s right.”

  I raise my hands in frustration. “This is monumental. How on earth can we all want the same girl?”

  “Doesn’t mat—”

  “It does!” I cut Jake off. “This woman is special and no amount of denial, games or ignoring it is going to change that.”

  My two older brothers look over at me.

  “I mean. I know it has only been a week, but for me, it feels like fucking forever. I just want to be around her all the time.”

  Trevor nods. “Okay, I admit. I find myself at her desk and wonder how I got there.”

  Jake laughs. “Try hiding in your office. From a woman who looks like her, no less!”

  I laugh. “Well, we hid from Miss Drop Her Panties.”

  Jake snickers at my nickname for his last EA. “That was different. I didn’t want to fuck her.”

  Trevor and I stare at him.

  He shrugs. “Of course, I want to. Have you looked at Jenna? I mean that body. Like back, front, hell, just kiss her till I…” He halts.

  “So, what do we do?” I ask.

  “Do?” Jake asks.

  “Yes, I have wondered too,” Trevor says as he turns to Jake. “Have you thought about it?”

  Jake stares back at him, not appearing to know what the hell he is talking about.

  “You have, right?”

  I look between the both of them.

  Trevor rolls his eyes and continues. “Let’s say for the sake of possibilities that Micah lands her.”

  Jake looks startled.

  “Yeah.” Trevor nods. “You have to sit at every family gathering as he has her by his side, holding her hand, her smiling at him, in love with only him.”

  Jake looks away. “I never thought about that.”

  “What the hell are you talking about?” I ask.

  Trevor looks back at me. “If you snag her, then we have to be around you both at some point. Then…” he doesn’t finish.

  I now see his point. “Well, what if one of you snags her as you so stupidly put it. Jenna isn’t the type to be just sexed and…” I halt.

  The car goes utterly quiet again.

  “Okay, so…she’s a virgin.” Jake nods.

  I feel surprised at hearing this from him.

  “Oh, I heard her. I mean a virgin? Come on!” Jake shakes his head. “A woman that looks like she does? Like she was made to make love to and she slips below the male radar for this long?”

  “No, dude. I really believe she is,” Trevor confirms my opinion.

  Jake sighs. “So, that leaves me out.”

  We both stare at him.

  “How so?” I ask.

  Jake doesn’t look at us. “I do not do virgins.”

  Trevor laughs.

  Jake turns his glare on him. “Unless…”

  Trevor stops laughing and glares back at him. “You will not collar that woman and make her act like you are god…” His fists are clenching at his sides.

  Jake looks upset suddenly. “Fuck you, I would never do such a thing.” He rolls his eyes. “So sweet, natural and I bet she tastes like…”

  “…Liquid honey,” Trevor finishes for him.

  I look between my brothers. “Okay, so we need to be careful with her.”

  “Hell, yeah!” they both exclaim.

  I almost jump in my seat at this reaction. “You two REALLY like her!” I mean I guessed it but I thought maybe it was just sex as these two were like dad, jump in and out of bed with a different woman like other men change their underwear. But they both want to protect her and that means more than just wanting sex with her.

  The car goes quiet again, and I wonder how they are going to react to what I say next, “Okay, so what if we share her?”

  They both turn to stare at me.

  Trevor starts to laugh. “Are you crazy?”

  I shake my head. “I am totally serious.”

  Jake rubs his jaw as if he considers this. “Mmm…”

  Trevor looks over. “No, man! That—I mean that isn’t…”

  “Okay then.” I nod. “If you won’t, then she is mine.”

  They both again, turn to stare at me.

  “I mean… just think of it. I only get to kiss her, hold her, be with her. You two would be her brother in laws.”

  They both sit up in their seats.

  Yep, I knew it! I hide my smile. “I already plan on breaking our rule. I mean I have to. What if some other guy gets her?” I watch their faces closely as I spill the next part, “Like say… Pete.”

  They both look thunderous. Like they might punch me in the head or something.

  I nod. “See? You never thought of this, have you? I mean maybe she won’t take to us or can’t, cause you heard her. She doesn’t date her bosses or coworkers. That leaves us three out.” I need to convince them. I have thought about this for three solid days. I mean it does sound crazy and all, but it would kill me if someone like Peter Powell got a hold of her. Then he would ruin her. Plus, she is mine and I won’t lose her to some dickhead. “I mean like tonight for instance.”

  They both again look at me.

  “There are going to be at least 50 men there. Rich, good looking and do you think someone like her will go unnoticed? I mean just look at her, then when she speaks and they hear that voice, then wander over and look into those sweet eyes?”

  Both men look thunderous again.

  “Yeah.” I nod. “I’m going to make sure that does not happen. If you two have no balls and are gonna wuss out, leaving her to the wolves—?”

  Both men narrow their eyes at me, they reach forward and grab me up.

  “Hey!” I yell.

  They laugh.

  Jake clutches my head and gives me a noogie on my scalp while the Trevor tries to give me a dammed wedgie.

  “You think you’re going to dare us into this, kid?” Jake laughs.

  “Yeah, outsmart the better looking brother, like me?” Trevor adds his laugh.

  “Better looking?” Jake rolls his eyes.

  “Let me up!” I seethe. “I mean we aren’t fucking ten anymore.”

  They both laugh hard but let me go.

  I sit up and try to straighten my hair out and get my underwear outta my ass.

  They keep chuckling.

  I scoff and finally look at them. “So, we need a plan.”

  They both glance at each other and then give me a nod.

  YES! I knew they liked her as much as I do and if any of us will have her or if we hope to keep her, this is the only way.

  I arrive at the market square as they call it. I am wearing my red dress. It is sexy, yet not too revealing. I wanna feel sexy, and especially where no one I know will see me. I mean I try to dress understated at work and the reasons for this is so obvious. I mean look at the men there. No…try not to look. I have really. I’ve tried really hard. It’s just…well LOOK at them. They are drop dead sexy and I bet they make a woman feel like… I shake my head. No thinking about them. I does me no good. I cannot have them.

  I wonder if maybe I should try to find a boyfriend or something? I mean I have to find a way to block these thoughts about these certain men. I roll my eyes, not one man, but men. THREE. God, I must be insane.

  I walk
through the entrance and look at the first painting. Yes, this is the one I saw before. I just love it. It is just so…

  “Hey.”

  I turn to see a man standing beside me. “Oh, hello,” I reply.

  He tilts his head at me. “I’ve never seen you here before.”

  I shrug. “No, it’s my first time here.”

  He nods. “Quite the painting, eh?”

  I look back at it. “Yes, I love it.”

  He steps closer. “So, do you know the artist?”

  I blink my eyes. “Um, no. Why would I? I mean it’s sort of a secret right?”

  He laughs. “You are playing dumb. You know who it is.”

  Now, I back up a little. This guy is good looking but that doesn’t mean he isn’t a nutjob. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  He shakes his head and turns to point across the room.

  I turn to follow his gaze. My eyes widen.

  I see Jake, Micah, and Trevor standing in front of the far wall. “One of them is the artist?” I ask in a muttering tone. What are they doing here? I wonder what I should do. Like try to pretend I never saw them? Walk right over and ask them what they are doing here?

  The man takes my elbow. “Well, let’s see.” He escorts me over to where they’re standing.

  “Just beautiful… Micah,” Trevor says.

  I wonder what is happening. I peek around Jake’s wide shoulder and my eyes round. “How?”

  The three men all turn around.

  Micah smiles at me. “Jenna!”

  I blink my eyes and step closer.

  The men step aside as they watch me closely.

  It’s me, on the canvas in a sort of haze of colors. At least, it looks like me. Now that I’m closer, maybe it isn’t. It is a beautiful painting though. I look up at Micah.

  He shrugs.

  I look over at Jake.

  He pins me with that dark gaze.

  My startled gaze swings to Trevor. “Why did you say that to Micah? About it being beautiful, like, like he…”

  Trevor looks uncomfortable.

  Micah steps forward. “Because I painted it.”

  I step back. “YOU? You’re the unknown artist?”

  He nods.

  Trevor smiles. “Surprise?”

  I am now really confused. “You all knew I was coming here?”

  Jake sighs. “No, we just guessed. When you said it was the one where no one knew the artist, chances were that it would be here.”