Yes to Everything
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Touching their faces, she added, “Thank you for what you did for Rex. It meant so much to me. It was the purest, most unselfish thing anyone has ever done for me. I love you both, more than I can tell you. But I can show you. I can do that.”
Logan and Decklan made love to her mouth for another minute before all of them knew they had to go. Entering her dressing room, everyone turned to them, the adults smiling knowingly.
Sidney hauled her behind the dressing screen, pointing to the tell-tale drops of fluid on her t-shirt. Blushing furiously, Brooke stripped it off while Sidney laughed.
Peeking around the corner, Sidney said, “Please tell me we’ll have food in less than an hour. So not kidding, I’m starving. I am never this hungry.” Jeanette assured her they were going straight to dinner after the autograph signing.
Freshly straightening Brooke’s locks, they all left the dressing room laughing. The girls were going home to Mack and Jeanette’s place with bodyguards and Kate, who’d come to see the show, while the adults went out. Both her sisters hugged her tight and said they’d see her in the morning. Jackson said he’d meet them at the restaurant.
No fans were allowed near their dressing rooms anymore for security reasons and Brooke felt safer. In the arena area set up for fans to meet them, Brooke stiffened, and the twins held her hands firmly. They signed hats and t-shirts, took photographs with fans, and talked to them.
Brooke was starting to loosen up when a young man around her age asked her to sign his chest. She drew back and whispered, “I…I don’t sign skin. Sorry.”
“Come on, I heard you used to do it all the time.”
Her voice shook, “Not anymore, I don’t do that. Give me your hat or something.”
“Oh come on…please…” he reached for her and the twins blocked her body completely.
“Boy, you best back the fuck up and I’m not even playing. She doesn’t do that and you don’t touch her,” Logan’s voice was deadly.
“She is not to be fucking touched. You’re not okay with that, I could not give less of a shit.” Decklan loomed over the shorter man.
Fans around them were asking if the kid didn’t know the story, don’t be an idiot, back off and give her some space, he was going to ruin it for all of them. The kid took a step back but the brothers didn’t move.
He handed them his cowboy hat and they handed it back to Brooke who signed it and stepped around her men to hand it back. “I’m sorry. I just don’t do that anymore. Please try to understand all of this is hard for me. Thank you for being a fan. Please understand.”
The kid mumbled an apology and took his hat, backing through the crowd. For another twenty minutes they continued to mingle with the fans. When a stacked brunette stepped up and put her hand over Logan’s crotch whispering quietly with a giggle, Brooke tugged her back and said something in her ear.
The woman nodded and left while Brooke went back to signing memorabilia. When they waved goodbye to their fans and headed for the limo, the twins had to know what she’d said to the woman.
Smiling, she said, “I told her I’m a country girl and I protect what’s mine. Since you’re twins, she had no clue which one was mine so she needed to back the fuck off or I’d be forced to kick her ass in front of reporters.”
The brothers stared at her for a second before they burst out laughing and wrapped their arms around her waist. In the secluded VIP room at the restaurant, they related the incident and Sidney said, “I totally get it. If we go to clubs or restaurants, there’s always some skank who thinks one of my babies is available. Lord, I barely avoid getting locked up or sued.”
Boyd and Zane laughed, nodding in agreement. Zane said, “We keep a criminal attorney on retainer, just in case. She’s fierce, I am not kidding. I find it adorable.”
Sidney growled, “I am not adorable. I’m a ninja. Ninjas are not adorable. People fear ninjas.”
“Oh, baby, we fear you, believe me. But we still find you adorable.” Boyd softened this statement with a kiss on her neck and she melted into him. “You’re such a kitten. Precious and pretty, so loves to snuggle. Sharp little teeth and claws. God I love you.”
Zane stroked the skin of her shoulder on the other side, left bare in her silky scooped tank dress. One of her bare legs was over his and he was running his fingertips up and down her inner thigh.
Mack was whispering in Jeanette’s ear, making her blush. Wearing a black cocktail dress with off-shoulder sleeves, he was kissing her shoulder and her hand was around his neck. She said something in his ear and he lifted his head to stare at her hungrily.
Logan and Decklan were taking turns kissing Brooke. While one was kissing her, the other was talking softly at her ear and describing everything they wanted to do to her when they got back to the hotel. The combination was highly sensual and she could feel the dampness gathering between her thighs. Her entire body was hot, her nipples tight.
“I can’t wait to strip you down and climb in the shower, soaping down your fine body and rinsing you clean before we get you all dirty again. I can’t wait to eat that delicious pussy for a long, long time, tasting your come on my tongue over and over again, drinking you down like sweet champagne. I want to be fucking your tight ass and feel you tighten even more around me when you come. I want to stroke my cock in and out of your slick pussy, nice and slow, or fast and rough, maybe both. When your climax slams into you, hearing you scream our names before we pump you full of our come.”
She had her arms around them and was breathing rapidly when the sound of a throat clearing had all of them coming into the moment. “Hey sis, this is Tessa. Tessa, this is my sister, Brooke Kincaid.” Jackson grinned and rolled his eyes.
Blushing hotly, she shook the girl’s hand and said, “Nice to meet you, Tessa. You’ll have to excuse us. It’s the show. The atmosphere gets the blood pumping.”
The pretty strawberry blond said, “No problem. Jackson is very…affectionate. I see where he gets it. It’s a real pleasure to meet you, Miss Kincaid. I never listened to country before I met Jackson in a store around Christmas. Now it’s all I listen to.”
Jackson introduced everyone else and the Bradshaws shook her hands, winking at Brooke as they sat back down. Jackson and Tessa joined them for dinner but left shortly after the young woman started whispering in his ear. Recognizing a man in sexual hunger was hard on his big sister but she swallowed her bone-numbing fear and protectiveness, managing a smile as they were leaving.
After another hour of drinks and food, Sidney sat up and said, “Okay, I can’t hold it in another minute. I’m pregnant.” Zane knocked over his beer and Boyd almost fell out of his chair. “I have no idea how this happened. I just took a test today and it says I am pregnant, which is insane since I take Kryptonite birth control.”
“So it was Superman then? That got you pregnant?” Brooke asked cheekily.
“Funny. I’ll make sure and spill some blue shit in your hair before the next show. This is bad. I’m a total psycho. I have no business exposing little babies to my insanity. I do not know what the hell you two were thinking. I don’t. Life with me is going to suck for this poor defenseless creature.” Then they all watched in shock as tough little Sidney burst into tears. “I’m going to be a horrible mom. Women like me should never have children. Crazy people shouldn’t breed. There should be laws.”
Zane scooped her into his lap and Boyd moved into her chair, her legs in his lap. They were both talking at once, “Sidney, oh baby, you’ll be a wonderful mother, fiercely protective, no doubt. Let’s hope another kid doesn’t mess with your child because there will likely be blood. You’re so bright and giving, honey, our baby will be lucky to have you as a mom. We have so much to do. Oh my god, I never thought I’d have kids. Me either. This is incredible baby, thank you so much. We’ll take care of everything.”
Sidney sniffled and asked, “You…you don’t mind having babies with me? Even though I’m a total brat? I thought…I thought you’d be upset.”
“Sidney, we want kids with you so bad. Honestly. We talk about it all the time. The thought of you…oh my god, baby.” They stood with her and moved her to a wall where they could both touch her at the same time, kissing her and stroking over her still flat and firm belly while they stood in front of her, hiding her from the room.
“Sidney, honey, we love you so much. So much more than you realize, I think. You’re not temporary, you are our forever. Of course we want children with you but we didn’t want to push. You seemed not to want to talk about it and since it’s your body, we didn’t feel like we had the right to have a say. A baby, Sidney, you don’t know what that means to us. You can’t know, princess.”
“But I…I don’t know which of you…you know. It could naturally be either and what do I put on the birth certificate? How do I register them for school? It’s the not knowing that bothered me first but what makes me really angry is it isn’t fair. One of you won’t have that and I didn’t want to ask for another one, I think that might be pushing it.”
Zane tilted his head, “Sidney, pretty girl, you’d have another one? You’d want us to have our own babies?”
“Well it wouldn’t be fair and I hate that. You know how I hate that. I’m always so careful to be fair because I love you both so much and I never want one of you to feel left out or hurt. And now this, you’re alpha males. You know damn well your genes are going to be clear as a fucking reflection on this baby. There isn’t going to be a question and the other is going to be so hurt and it will be all my fault and what if you hate me or what if you get mad at each other because men are so territorial.”
Then she started balling and they held her tight while the rest of the people in the room watched them like a soap opera, none of them able to look away.
Boyd tilted her face up and said, “I can’t believe you got all that out in one sentence without passing out, baby. Wow. Okay, let me break this down for you. First of all, we know you love us both and we’ve kind of noticed your obsession with equal, Sidney. You count out Oreos, for god’s sake. Neither of us is going to feel angry, left out, or hurt. Not going to happen because we’re both going to consider any children you give us as ours, not mine or Zane’s.”
“Second of all, we aren’t territorial with each other over you and believe me, you’re a woman who inspires possessiveness. There is no fault because it could be either of us and you didn’t do anything but let us love you. But what we’re both reeling from is that you’d consider having another one. That you’d give the non-biological father a baby, too. Are you serious about that, Sidney?”
She nodded with a little pout, “But it would have to be sure. There could be no question on the second one. Do you understand? There couldn’t be any doubt or I’d freak. So whichever of you ends up being the biological father, you’re on condoms until I conceive again and I don’t care how long it takes. I know they suck but too bad.” Sidney looked from Boyd to Zane, a sad little sniff betraying her firm tone. “Okay?”
They kissed her deeply and came back to the table. All the men toasted and Brooke noticed Jeanette had been drinking iced tea all night, just like Sidney. “Jeanette, is there something you’d like to share with the rest of the class, babe?” She shook her head and seemed to give Brooke a silent communication. Sidney stood up and walked around the table, sitting beside their friend and taking her hand.
“You’re pregnant, aren’t you? You don’t want to say anything because you want me to have all the attention.”
“Sweetie, I already have my little Sofia so you enjoy this moment because I am so incredibly fucking happy for you that I can hardly stand it. We’ll talk tomorrow and make plans,” Jeanette said as Mack pulled her face to his, his brows arched in question. “Baby, I had no intention of sharing tonight. I just got the results from the doctor this afternoon and you were already gone. We got so busy, then we found out about our Sidney and I wanted to wait. I decided to talk to you first then share. This is her first and we need to love her up and make it special for her.”
For twenty minutes Mack held her on his lap and talked to her quietly in her ear while his hand rested on her stomach. Sidney smiled, “Jeanette is so calm and classy in everything she does. I’m a total space case and she’s cool as a cucumber. This is going to be great. She’ll be able to keep me from, you know, messing up too bad.”
After a long time, both Sidney and Jeanette looked at Brooke expectantly. “Oh lord, don’t look at me like that. No, I’m not pregnant and how on earth would I explain it if I was? The religious groups would destroy all of us. Our situation is a little different than yours, Sidney baby. You guys can tell people to fuck off. We don’t have that luxury. Think how those fanatics act with Planned Parenthood clinics? I’m not putting a target on our backs. Hell no. I’m proud of what we have but I’m not stupid. I’ll never be able to live as openly as you do.”
Sidney graced them with a wicked smile and hands on her hips. She stood and began to pace. All of them were instantly afraid. “Really? Funny since you’re with twins, silly ass.” Brooke shrugged but the Bradshaws were staring at Sidney with dawning understanding.
“Hello? We cut their hair exactly the same, dress them so close people can’t really tell. Then you can go back and forth between them and the world will be none the wiser. As far as kids, they’re twins so their DNA is going to be identical. Girl, you could technically have a whole pack of kids and they’d be biologically the same and their daddies look exactly alike. No one can tell them apart most of the time now. We can use that.”
“Okay, you want me to what? Just have babies and not know which of them is the father? Pretend to be with the same one all the time? That doesn’t sound fair to the other one, Sidney. Honey, you have literally counted out exact amounts of peanut M&M’s in my kitchen for your men. I’m no different.” Brooke’s hands were shaking.
“Which is why a nickname works so well.” Leaning back on the laps of her men, she said, “Buzz works well for me. For instance, you could call them Dilly and come up with a funny story about the nickname. You spend time with both, in the open, without anyone realizing you’re dancing and kissing both of them, Brooke. You’re expected to play to both of them onstage. It’s your private life where you want freedom. Since they have the same last name, so will your kids. If you ever marry one of the brothers, which your fans will expect if you have little ones, you’ll all share it. I’m telling you, their being twins is perfect for your high-profile relationship.”
Brooke looked hopeful, “But how would we decide which of them I said I was dating if reporters really push?”
“Coin toss,” Zane, Boyd, and the twins all said together and grinned.
Chuckling, Boyd said, “Brooke, don’t over-think it, honey. Men in ménage relationships are not like, say…Mack. We don’t have that territorial thing when it comes to the other male. Instead of ‘me and you’ it becomes ‘us and her’ meaning you bond together to make sure every need is met in every area for your woman. So, say you do a coin toss and according to the world, you’re dating Logan. Because they’re twins, you can go out for date nights with Decklan and he can answer to Logan. At the CMA’s you can say Dilly and I and they’ll constantly change places. I’m sure they’ve traded places before in school, to their parents, to girlfriends. Hell, I would have totally abused being a twin, no kidding. A coin toss is as unbiased as you can get.”
Leaning into her, Decklan took out a quarter and held it in his fist. “Brooke. We’re going to toss this coin. Whoever the winner is, the world is going to think you’re dating that Bradshaw brother. You’ll technically marry that Bradshaw brother after the tour. That brother will be on the birth certificates of our children.”
Logan continued, “The other will interchange
identities based on where we go and what we do. You’ll call us a nickname in public which will further confuse everyone. In private, you’re ours, together. You’ll be Brooke Bradshaw either way, wife to both of us, you’ll have children for both of us and Sidney is right, it doesn’t matter if we know for sure because we’re brothers, twins. We’re biologically the same and both madly in love with you, Brooke.”
Decklan stroked a finger over her cheek, “We’ve known you for five years, baby. We’ve been through so much together. We’ve all learned that life is too fucking short not to grab hold of every moment of happiness you’re lucky enough to find. The house should be finished by the end of the tour and we can live there. We think you’ll love it. Our security is going to be the best that can be designed. Say yes, Brooke.”
“To…to everything?” she asked quietly.
“Say yes to everything, Brooke. We love you so much, that’s a fact. Say yes to marriage and children. To happiness and healing and love. Say yes.” Decklan never looked away from her as he took a small box out of his jacket.
Logan pulled an identical box from his jacket, “Say yes to everything, baby. To living together and letting us love you as hard as we can for the rest of our lives. We love you, you love us. We know it and so do you. Say yes, Brooke.” They opened the boxes, one held a beautiful engagement ring, the other a wedding band. Both were three fine platinum bands braided together.
The effect was stunning and she stared unblinking for a long time. As she raised her eyes and looked back and forth between them, she said with a smile, “Yes…to everything.”
Decklan flipped the coin but Brooke didn’t wait for the outcome. She pulled them to her and kissed them with everything she had. Everything they’d earned from her. Everything she’d waited a long time, and gone through a lot of heartache, to give them.
As one, they pulled her up and put her against the wall at the back of the room. They whispered how much they loved her, needed her, and wanted her. She touched her forehead to both of theirs, her hands in their hair, and told them, “I am so proud of the men you grew into. So proud of your hard work. So proud to call you mine, and to have your love.”