The King Brothers- The Complete Series

by G. Bailey

  "No reason. It just doesn't work for us," I say, putting the shoes in the box and putting on my own flats.

  "I'm having these," I say, picking up the box with the black shoes inside, and Izzy glances at me with a look I know too well.

  "I love you, Allie, but something is going on, and I wish you would trust us," Izzy says.

  "I can't. Not this time. Please leave it," I say, getting up and walking outside the shop for some air. It's bad enough that I've lost Elliot. The boy I have always wanted since I first saw him, and after I got a taste of the man he has become . . . I can't have him.

  "Hey, you okay?" Maisy comes next to me with a worried face.

  "Boys suck, Maisybear." I grin at her when she shakes her head.

  "My grandmother used to say ‘nothing good is ever easy in this world.’ I think she was right. Seb and I getting to this point wasn’t easy, but it’s so good. It was worth all the pain and the struggle to get here," she tells me.

  "Your grandmother was a smart lady," I tell her, and she nods, looking over the shop centre through the windows.

  "I haven't told Sebastian about my inheritance yet. I don't think he knows we will be millionaires in a year," she tells me.

  "He won't care; he is just as rich as you will be. The Kings never cared about the money they already have, it’s hardly made them happy," I reply.

  "So are you. We are all having stupid amounts of family money that we don’t need," Maisy points out, talking about my inheritance. I actually have little idea of how much I have, but from my interest payments, it must be a lot. Tristan is good with numbers and money; he sorted all our investments out when he turned sixteen. I know it sounds like a lot of responsibility at sixteen, but we grew up fast when we were alone all the time.

  "You know I don't like to touch that money. I feel like it's an 'I’m sorry your mother is a bitch’ present. She was meant to call yesterday, and I finally have something to talk to her about. You know her one call a year, and she forgot. Like she has every year since I was thirteen, but some stupid part of me keeps hoping. She should be winning awards for being a shitty mother. It’s worse now that I know what my dad is like. She left me and Tris with him, what is wrong with her?" I ask, but I don’t expect an answer Maisy can’t give me. I shake my head as my blond hair falls past my shoulders. The dark-brown underneath is looking lighter by the day, and I need a haircut soon.

  "Sorry, I know parents can be a let-down, but you have a family. Tris is there for you, and I’m always here." She smiles, wrapping an arm around me.

  "Even if you don’t date my annoying, broody brother, you are already family to us," Izzy says, coming to stand next to me.

  "Thanks," I whisper, trying to rid my parents from my thoughts.

  "So, we should get back," I say, taking some bags from Izzy, which have our shoes inside.

  Maisy walks on, and I wink at Izzy, who grins. Maisy doesn't realise that we have a surprise ‘hen do’ at her home set up by Emilia and Harley. Sebastian has taken Jake out for the day. Jake is staying overnight at Harley’s with his dad so Maisy can relax. It took over half an hour to persuade Seb that Maisy would be okay on her own with us for a night. Sebastian has been very over-protective since Jake’s birth, but no one can blame him.

  We all chat as I drive us back to her home and pull up in front of her amazing, barn-conversion house. Sebastian really picked well when he bought this house for her. The outside looks like a barn with massive windows, and it has two floors. The house has kept a lot of the original wood work, and it has a lovely, massive field in the back for Jake to play.

  "Leave the bags, I will get them in a bit. I want a drink," I say to Maisy as we get out.

  "Sure." She smiles, opening her front door.

  The house is silent as she walks into the living room, and she stops as everyone shouts, "Surprise!"

  The room looks great with banners and balloons. The dining room table is full of drinks, which I can see through the door. The people are close friends from school, who all walk up to say congratulations to Maisy and to chat. I go to walk past to get a drink when Maisy stops me.

  "Thank you, how did you do this?" she asks, pulling me into a hug and then doing the same to Izzy.

  "It was with Emilia and Harley’s help." Izzy grins and waves a shy-looking Emilia over.

  "Thank you," Maisy says, hugging her too.

  "Don't thank us yet. We tried to stop Allie, but that’s nearly impossible,” Emilia says, pulling on her long, black top.

  “What did you do?” Maisy looks at me with wide eyes as I chuckle.

  “Allie ordered you an insanely hot stripper," Izzy says, and Maisy’s jaw drops.

  "You didn’t! I told Sebastian no lap dances at his stag do! I can't have a stripper. He will kill me, and you," she says, going red.

  "Time for a drink, it will make you feel better." I laugh, pulling her over to the drinks while she follows me.

  I make us both a glass of wine and give her a glass while she chats to some girl I don’t know. I think some of the girls here are from her old work.

  She turns to me and before she can say a word, I get out, "Tell you what, we don't tell him about tonight. The guy is so hot, you can thank me later." Then I quickly walk off.

  My phone buzzes.

  Elliot: We need to talk. Angel, reply to me. I don’t get what’s going on. X

  My heart hurts from the need to reply to him. I swallow the rest of my drink quickly. I want to speak to him so much, to tell him everything. I see Lily come into the room and give Maisy a hug.

  "How was it?" Maisy asks with a smile as we sit with our friend, Lily, in the school library.

  "All right." I shrug.

  "It was your first time, tell me. I need to know," Lily asks, leaning forward.

  "Look, it was a drunken mistake. I shouldn't have slept with him," I whisper back before looking down at my books.

  "Sorry, Alliecat." Maisy hugs my side.

  "There she is," Sebastian sits next to Maisy and kisses her cheek. They’re so cute together, making me regret my decision to give it up to a complete stranger. The sex was over in what felt like a minute, I felt nothing but a lot of pain, and then he passed out on his bed. I left a few minutes later with tears in my eyes, and, honestly, I don't want to repeat it now to my friends. Losing your virginity to a college student at sixteen is a bad idea; lesson learnt.

  "What are you girls talking about?" Sebastian asks, getting his own books out.

  "Allie losing it." Lily grins, and I scowl at her when I see Elliot dropping into the seat next to her.

  "So she finally became a whore as well as a bitch, then." Elliot smirks. Elliot's one eye is hardly open and is covered in a massive, black bruise. I can see the shadows under his eyes, making me know he hasn't slept, but my anger wins out.

  "I would punch you, but it looks like some lucky fucker got the job done for me. Can I have his number?" I ask as I slam my book shut.

  "Baby, let's go." Lily tries to pull him away, but we both stand our ground, glaring at each other.

  "Bro, be nice," Seb urges, leaning forward.

  "Why would I be nice to her? She isn't worth it," he says, never looking away from my eyes. I can't help it when I stand up, grabbing my books and leaving, because I hate when he says those words to me. Just before I shut the door, I hear the words that hurt me more.

  "Lily, let's go to mine, we can finish what we started Saturday."

  I know that they nearly slept together on Saturday because Lily couldn’t wait to tell me on Sunday when she came over to mine. Lily had slept with two other guys when they last broke up a month ago, and she told me she did it to get Elliot jealous. It worked because they are back together now.

  I hear Lily’s excited gasp. "Yes, let’s go."

  I shake my head from the hurtful memories to see Emilia walking over.

  "Thanks again for your help," I say. I know she has only met Maisy once, and even if they did get along, it’s a lot t
o ask of her to help put this all together.

  "It was nothing." She blushes, reminding me how shy she can be. "Allie, you know you can speak to me about anything. I'm your friend, and I don’t like hearing you crying at night. Our rooms are right next to each other’s." She hugs me briefly before also saying, "I have to go; I have some family stuff and then work, but I will see you at home."

  "I know." I smile back, wondering if she could see how upset those memories made me. I hate that she heard me crying, I don’t cry over anything, but recently I can’t seem to stop.

  "Your gift is here," Izzy says, coming into the room and pulling me into the lounge. There’s a man dressed in a fireman’s costume holding a stereo. Holy smokes, he is hot with muscles everywhere, a closely-shaven, brown-haired head, and a pretty baby face.

  "Hello." I wink, and he grins.

  "Where's the lucky bride?" He smiles, making him look even hotter.

  "Damn, I wish it was me, but this way," I say with a sigh while Izzy laughs, following us. I point at Maisy, who is chatting to a girl from school in the dining room.

  I move a chair to the middle of the living room while the stripper talks to a shocked-looking Maisy before taking her hand and leading her to the seat.

  He starts playing some sexy music before doing a hot dance, taking off his uniform in front of Maisy, who is so red.

  "Damn, he is hot, but don't tell Blake that," Izzy whispers.

  "I totally agree, shame you have to pay for him." I laugh while Izzy giggles next to me.

  "Take it off," is shouted by some girls who are laughing behind Maisy. I hold in the laugh when I see Maisy, who is shaking her head and blushing like crazy. I can't help but laugh out loud when he pulls his boxers lower and Maisy’s eyes widen, which earns a glare from Maisy at me, but she winks as she sits back in her chair. Maisy may not admit it, but I know she doesn't mind the hen do stripper dance.

  The dance stops, and Maisy thanks a now naked stripper in the living room before practically running to me. I can’t stop staring at his perfect ass as he bends over to get his clothes.

  "No more surprises." She laughs and gives me a tight hug.

  "Let's drink." I link my arm with hers while she looks at me with suspicion.

  "I agree." Izzy giggles while we all make our way to get some shots.

  "Blake has this big date planned for us next month, a week after the wedding." Izzy grins as she tells us.

  "Oh yeah, what's the plan?" I ask, trying to ignore the jealousy I feel because she can be with the guy she wants. It's so hard to even look at Izzy because she has her brothers’ eyes, and it hurts like crazy.

  "Well, he won't tell me. Just that it's going to take the whole weekend, and he is going to pack a bag for me. I guess a trip somewhere, but I have no idea where," she says, looking so excited.

  "Wow, that's so romantic." Maisy sighs, with that look on her face that I know means she is thinking of Sebastian.

  "It is. God, I love him. I can't remember ever being this happy." Izzy giggles.

  "Most likely because you’re getting laid all the time. That makes anyone happy." I laugh when Izzy blushes.

  "Maybe you should try it. You know, with Elliot." Izzy winks, while my heart sinks a little.

  "I'm going to the bathroom," I say, putting down my drink and ignoring my best friends’ worried glances as I walk off. I lock the bathroom door before the first tear falls, and I open my phone as a reminder why I can't be with Elliot.

  Dad: I love you Alexandria, but don't forget my warning. Dad.

  Under the words that make my heart feel dead is a picture of Elliot looking happy and chatting to some girl in the strip club they went to for Sebastian's stag do. The girl is way too close to him, and it makes me feel sick.

  I want him to be happy, so I can't say anything. Maybe he has already forgotten about me. The tears fall quickly while I try to compose myself before washing my face with water and then drying it. I reapply my makeup before saying to myself, "I can do this."

  I walk out to my worried friends with a happy smile and shout, "Let's party!"

  They grin, and we all make more drinks. I giggle to myself because Maisy hasn’t seen the penis cake we brought her yet. She also hasn’t seen the games we have planned. I found most of them on the internet, and Izzy helped me get the things. I don't remember much more of the night other than eating penis cake, but I know I was distracted enough to take my mind off the man I want.

  67

  Elliot

  "What if she doesn’t come?" Sebastian asks from my left as we wait for his bride to walk up the aisle.

  I'm nervous too, but mainly because I will be seeing Allie for the first time in a month. Since I sent her one more text, asking her to talk to me, she hasn't replied to me and she’s tried everything to avoid me. I called a few times, asked Izzy about her, and even sent her flowers in a way of trying to be romantic, but she sent them back. I’ve never sent a girl flowers before, and the first time I’ve tried it, they were sent back. I'm confused about what the hell happened; I don't think it's because she doesn't want me.

  "Don't be nervous, of course she will come," I state calmly. I look over at my brother wearing his tux with a white flower in his chest pocket, like mine. I have their rings in my pocket. Blake is next to me, also in his suit, with his classic grin on his face.

  The music starts, and all eyes turn toward the start of the aisle as Izzy appears, in a dark-blue dress that really suits her, holding white flowers. I look at Blake's face as his jaw drops, and I can't help but whisper, "You might want to close your mouth, man."

  I get whacked on the arm for that, but Blake doesn't take his eyes off Izzy. I finally look around my sister to see the girl I have been waiting for. Allie looks amazing in a matching blue dress. She has her hair up in some kind of complicated bun with curls hanging out. There are little, white flowers in her hair and she looks breath-taking as she holds a similar bunch of flowers as Izzy’s. The flowers match the stupid amount of white and blue roses that are all over the church. They look nice, and there are white petals all up the aisle. The church will smell like a flower shop for months.

  "You might want to take your own advice," Blake whispers, with a quiet laugh before straightening up.

  I try to get her to look at me but she seems focused on her flowers and ignores me. Allie stops next to Izzy, and the music changes as Maisy appears at the end of the aisle with her arm linked with her father’s. Maisy really looks amazing in her wedding dress. Her black hair is all curled down her back with little, blue flowers in it. There are little, white flowers in her hair at the top, looking like a crown, and her veil flows around her hair. I look at my twin to see this loving and shocked face, and I'm not surprised to see tears in his eyes. I know how much Sebastian has always loved Maisy. I look over to see Harley holding Jake in his little suit as he tries to get to his mum as she walks past. Maisy’s dad kisses her cheek with tears in his eyes as he lets her go a few steps away from us. Sebastian pulls her up into a deep kiss as she reaches him.

  "I’m afraid I haven't gotten to that part yet," the Vicar says with a smile as Sebastian lets Maisy go.

  "I'm sorry, but I couldn't wait," Sebastian says, winking at Maisy before turning to the Vicar and holding Maisy’s hand.

  "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to watch the union of Sebastian King and Maisy Reynolds." I look over at Allie as she watches the couple repeat what the priest says, and I see the tears which makes me want to hold her. Fuck, I haven't been able to stop thinking about her since the last time I got to kiss her. A kiss that is drilled into my mind.

  "I believe you both have vows to say while you give each other the rings." I look over to see the Vicar looking at me. Shit, this is my part. I get the two boxes out, opening the first one for Sebastian.

  He takes the ring and Maisy’s hand before saying, "Since I was twelve and first saw you, I knew I would marry you, my Maisy. Every moment I spend with you, I can't believe you c
hose to be with me and to give me an amazing son. I know we've had our rough times, but I think it has made us stronger. Maisy, I want to spend forever with you because I love you more than anything in this world." Sebastian stops as he slides the ring onto her finger, and Maisy is in tears.

  I open Maisy’s box and offer her the ring, which she takes with a smile.

  "Sebastian, I never felt truly loved until I met you. My life was incomplete when I wasn't with you, and I know I want to spend the rest of my life right by your side. Sebastian, you’re my everything, my light when I'm down, and the cause of my happiness when I need it the most. My heart, and everything I am, is yours. I love you," she says as she pushes the ring onto Sebastian's finger.

  “I love you too; I always will,” Sebastian says as he wipes her tears away. "Can I kiss her now?" Sebastian asks with a grin while Maisy blushes. I take my place back next to Blake as I put the boxes into my pocket.

  "I now pronounce you, husband and wife, and yes, you may kiss your bride, Mr. King," he says, and everyone claps and cheers as Sebastian pulls Maisy up into a kiss.

  I look over at Allie, who meets my eyes with such passion that I want to kiss her badly, but I know I can’t. I look over every part of her face as she looks back at me; she looks tired and yet so beautiful.

  The crowd cheers as they stand up, and I finally have to look away from Allie.

  Sebastian walks with his new wife down the aisle, stopping to pick up Jake from Harley as the girls follow. I follow Blake as we walk past everyone and into the cars outside.

  "That was romantic." Izzy sighs as she sits next to me in the limo. The newlyweds have their own limo, and Harley is taking Jake in his car with the car seat.

  "It so was," Allie agrees, sitting by Luke and not looking my way.

  "I can't wait to get drunk," Luke adds in with a grin, pouring champagne for us. I take one, drinking it quickly while keeping an eye on Allie, who looks out the window.

  Blake and Izzy are huddled together whispering, and Luke is on his phone as we drive to the house. It’s a half-an-hour, long-ass ride of Allie ignoring me, and I’m starting to get really pissed off. Wearing this suit isn’t helping, I fucking hate tight suits.