Broken Ties (The Broken Brother Series Book 2)

by C. J. Allison

  “I was going to do something extravagant. I had no clue on how to top your level of surprise, but this seems fitting enough. This is me. Standing before you in nothing but my boxers.” He glances down. “With a full erection, I may add.”

  I let out a laugh and crawl to the end of the bed. “My Greek god.”

  Walking to the end of the bed, he bends down on one knee. “Alyse. The moment I walked into your little diner and saw this incredibly beautiful woman swaying her hips and slapping down slabs of deli meat, I was done. I somehow knew then you were my destiny. There were more than just fireworks that night. Your face was all I saw when I closed my eyes. I even had dreams of hazel eyes looking back at me. I then saw those same hazel eyes the first time I met my son. You are an incredible mom. You are an incredible woman. Please do me the honor and be my incredible wife that I already know you will be. Let me put more babies in you and fill this incredible house that you have graciously made into a home for us. Will you marry me?”

  As the tears roll down my face, all I can do is nod my head in quick movements. As he stands, I stand on the bed and leap into his arms. We fall into bed in a tangled mess, and I can’t stop laughing and crying at the same time.

  “That’s a yes?” he says, kissing me.

  “Yes,” I say between happy gasps. “That was perfect, Kaden. I couldn’t have been more surprised.”

  He rolls us over with me straddling him and scoots back so he’s propped up against the headboard. Opening the ring box, he takes out the most beautiful vintage round cut diamond. It has little twists of diamonds running down the sides.

  As he slides it on my finger, I pull him free and slide down on his hard length. I don’t ever think I’ll get tired of feeling him inside of me.

  Grabbing a hold of his shoulders, I slowly lift up feeling every ridge and vein. I roll my hips to tease the tip of his cock.

  He grabs hold of my hips, and I can feel his fingers start to dig in. His eyes are hooded with his mouth slightly open. Leaning forward, I suck his bottom lip in my mouth as I slowly slide back down.

  I pick up my pace as he takes over the kiss, mumbling, “Fuck me, baby. God, you feel so good.”

  His raspy voice sends tingles down my spine. The feeling of his large, strong hands on my hips pushing me down is driving me crazy. He removes one hand and reaches between us to rub my clit. Throwing my head back, I arch and grind down on his cock and fingers. Just as my orgasm hit me, I’m flipped onto my back, and my legs are thrown over Kaden’s shoulders as he continues to thrust into me hard.

  Another strong orgasm hits me, making the muscles in my whole body tighten. Trying not to yell out, I press my lips together and hum out my pleasure.

  Kaden lurches up while pushing my body into the bed with his hips and growls out his release. I can feel each pulse as his body continues to do little jerks until he’s completely empty.

  Every jerk and pulse sends jolts of pleasure through my entire body, causing mini orgasms. I can’t catch my breath.

  “Wow,” is all I manage to say.

  “Yeah, wow,” Kaden repeats as he twists and falls on the bed beside me.

  We both lay flat on our backs, covered in sweat as we try to regulate our breathing. I roll over and place my hand on his chest, looking up at him and smiling. He covers my hand with his and plays with the newly placed ring.

  Looking down at me he smiles. “Now that was baby-making sex right there.”

  It was my turn to give him the palm in the face as I laughed and rolled off the bed to use the bathroom and clean up. In my head, I was thinking, I sure hope so.

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  The next morning my head feels a little fuzzy, but the sun shining in the window and my screaming bladder has me up and out of bed.

  I glance at the clock and see it’s barely after six in the morning. K.C. usually isn’t up this early, so I throw on a pair of sweat shorts and a t-shirt. I head out to start some coffee, and as soon as I open the door, I see Emma at the stove and Jessica at the table feeding K.C. breakfast.

  The smell of food and coffee hit my senses. I’m not sure why I didn’t smell it before.

  “Morning,” I grumble as I stumble to the coffee maker and pour myself a cup.

  K.C. giggles and calls for me, so I head over and sit down next to his high chair.

  “Good morning, little man,” I say, kissing his forehead. “Smells good. You didn’t have to cook you know. That’s usually my job. You have to be so uncomfortable.”

  “I’m fine, and I know it’s usually your job, that’s why I’m doing it. Plus, I’m an early riser by nature and even more early now that this little man seems to be constantly playing soccer these days. Figured with the amount of food needing to be cooked for those monster men, I should get a move on. Oh my God…what is that on your finger? When did this happen?” Emma squeals and rushes over to the table to grab my hand.

  “Last night. I told him I wanted to get married and got a face palm to the bed. He had this already and he proposed. It was so incredibly sweet,” I say, looking down at the ring.

  “It’s beautiful, Alyse. I’m so happy for you,” Emma say, giving me a side arm hug.

  There something about men and food. It’s like they have extra sensory perception and can sniff it out. No sooner did Emma throw on the bacon did every single bedroom door in the house open and barely clothed men came stumbling out, rubbing their eyes with their noses in the air.

  Kaden comes over and kisses K.C.’s head, then mine, and takes a seat as he smiles to the group.

  Bryce goes immediately to Emma and folds her in his arms from behind and rubs her belly while whispering in her ear.

  After getting coffee, Rigs takes the seat across from me and immediately notices the ring.

  “Couldn’t wait, could ya?” he asks, lifting his coffee mug. “Congratulations.”

  Kaden just shrugs his shoulders. “It was either that or let her take my balls and propose first. I had to do something to maintain my manhood,” Kaden jokes.

  The breakfast food is brought to the table and everyone sits down. We are one seat short, so being odd man out, Gavin takes a seat at the island bar with Jessica.

  “So, Rigs. I know we’ve had the nickname conversation before, but I’ve never gotten your real name. All the other guys have gone back to them, except you. How come?” I ask.

  Rigs makes a face, and I hear the snickers and snorts coming from the men around the room.

  “What?” I ask, looking around.

  I look at Lisa and she just makes a zipper and lock motion across her lips with a giggle.

  “Shit, there’s a reason I kept Rigs, okay? We all joke about how excited Kaden was to get his nickname and it sucked. At least mine was cool. I finally got to be called something other than the handed down family name. The name my mother insisted no one ever shorten to anything remotely cool,” he responds with a grimace.

  “Oh, come on! It can’t be that bad,” I say to Rigs.

  “It’s Alabaster. Okay?!” he groans.

  “Um…okay. Rigs it is,” I say, trying to contain my laughter.

  The house is suddenly filled with a roar of laughter. As soon as I see Rigs join in, I let loose until tears are rolling down my cheeks.

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Kaden

  Iwanted to do something special when I proposed. But as fate would have it, Alyse almost beat me to the punch. I’m just glad I already had the ring. I swear we don’t do anything by the rules. We seem to just make them up as we go.

  The house is quiet for the first time in months. It seems weird. I just got back from dropping Gavin off at the airport and am pulling into the driveway when Alyse comes flying out of the door carrying K.C. on her hip.

  She flings the backdoor open and quickly straps him into his car seat. I’m just sitting there having no clue what is going on, waiting for her to say something.

  As she jumps in the front seat she looks at me in a panic. “Emma is in labo
r. Get to the hospital. Go!”

  “Shit… shit! Okay, I’m going,” I yell as I throw the car back in drive and speed down the driveway.

  We get to the hospital and find Jessica reading a book in the Maternity waiting room.

  “Hey, kiddo. Why you out here all by yourself?” I ask as we walk in.

  “They wouldn’t let me stay in the room. Dad comes out and checks on me every once in a while. I’m okay. I knew you were going to be here soon,” she says, putting her book down.

  Alyse puts K.C. down, who immediately runs over to Jessica asking her to “Pay wif me, Jess”.

  He’s eighteen months old now and almost talking full sentences. He has the normal problem with some of his pronunciations, but he’s reading. Just like I knew he would.

  It’s been a few hours, and Alyse has been back and forth visiting with Emma. Each time she comes back, she shakes her head.

  “Nothing yet. Her water broke and she’s dilated. I overheard a doctor say the baby may be too big and might have to do a C-section,” she says, whispering the last part.

  “How’s Bryce?” I ask, thinking of his over protective nature and how he’s probably ready to reach in and pull the baby out himself.

  “Most of the doctors jump when he makes the slightest move. The man has a scowl that even scares me a little. And I know him,” she says, laughing.

  Suddenly Bryce’s head peeks in the door. “Fucking finally. They are taking her down for a C-section. Jessica. Your momma’s doing fine. Get ready to meet your baby brother soon,” he says, disappearing again.

  We finally got to meet Jonathan Bryce, who weighed in a whopping ten pounds six ounces and had the exact same scowl face as his father.

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Alyse

  Iknew I was pregnant before I even missed my period. A few days before it was supposed to arrive, I noticed certain smells bothered me. My breasts always became sore prior to my period, but this time it felt like when I was pregnant with K.C.

  I was probably more aware of the signs since I had hoped for it the night Kaden proposed. As he said, it felt like baby-making sex and it certainly did. I felt different even the next day. And when I held Emma and Bryce’s son, Jonathan – yeah it was like my uterus was having spasms.

  So, when my period actually didn’t come, I still wait a few days. I didn’t want to be disappointed or disappoint Kaden. I needed to know, though.

  After working all day at the diner, I stopped at the local pharmacy and picked up a couple of test. You can’t just go with one, now.

  When I got home, Kaden was in the kitchen cooking dinner. It’s a new passion of his and he’s been really helping out at the diner. We’ve been rolling out some healthier eating options and are looking to expand from a deli like atmosphere to a full fledge family style restaurant.

  It took Kaden one walk through to calculate dimensions and come up with a layout. There’s nothing sexier than a man with muscles and a brain.

  We were going to close down, but Kaden also figured out how we could still keep the front of the store open for walk-in slash take out customers while the construction was going on. We may need to shut down to complete the old-fashioned diner counter with stools in the front, but at least we won’t be closed for too long.

  I’m excited for the renovations to be done. But I’m even more excited to see if there is a baby growing inside of me.

  I hold up the pharmacy bag and smile. Kaden squints and looks confused and then turns off all the burners when he realizes what I’m holding.

  “Really?” he asks as I shrug my shoulders. “Well, don’t just stand there. Go pee on a stick, woman!”

  I laugh as he smacks my ass all the way to our master bathroom.

  Once I’m finished “peeing on the stick” as Kaden says, I walk out and sit on the bed next to Kaden and wait. Both of our legs are bouncing up and down.

  The five-minute timer goes off on my phone and we both jump and race into the bathroom. I grab the test in my fist and close my eyes, sending up a silent prayer.

  With Kaden’s arms around my middle and his head on my shoulder, I slowly turn the test over. I’m off my feet and in Kaden’s arms in seconds as he goes running through the house yelling, “I knew that was baby-making sex! Whoop!”

  Willow chooses that time to come in with K.C. and immediately stops and covers his eyes.

  “We have our clothes on, Willow. And for God’s sake, what kind of sex do you have if you think this is a position?” I say, laughing. “Besides, why aren’t you covering your eyes?”

  “It’s more life altering for a kid to see his parents. And you know I’m a kinky biotch. I was just curious,” she says, wiggling her eyebrows. “What the hell is going on? Do I want to know?”

  “Wait, is that what I think it is in your hand?” she says, pointing at the test I still have a death grip on.

  Both Kaden and I say yes at the same time as he continues to bounce me in his arms.

  “Well then, looks like you are going to be a big brother there, buddy,” she says to K.C., removing her hand from his eyes.

  “Big budder, yay!” he says, hopping around the room with his hands raised in the air.

  Soon Willow joins in and starts bouncing around the room with us as we all chant, “Big budder, yay!”

  Epilogue

  Kaden

  Ilove my life. As I’m standing at the grill, I hear the laughter of children running in the backyard. Our Golden Retriever, Bo, is barking as the kids run through the sprinklers. I look inside the house where Alyse is laughing with Emma. My heart swells when I see her softly bounce little Maria, cradled in her arms.

  We had a small wedding ceremony with all our friends and family a few weeks after we were engaged. I needed both her and K.C. to have their rightful last name, mine. K.C. took a little longer since we had to get me added as the father to his birth certificate.

  I finally met her grandparents. Her grandfather gave her away. I’m so proud that K.C. is his namesake. That man is pretty kick ass. I told him this. The fact that my son has mine and his name is perfect. These two amazing people stepped up and took in their grandchild and raised her into the incredible woman that I was marrying. They did that and gave her a sense of independence.

  My thoughts are interrupted by Bryce.

  “She’s a beauty, Kaden. I know you said you both wanted a large family, but you know all the rooms are filled now. Any chance you two are done popping them out?” Bryce says, handing me a beer.

  “They tied the tubes after Maria was born, so yeah, guess we are done,” I say, feeling torn over it.

  We brought Maria home about two weeks ago. I can tell already she’s going to be a challenge. She refused to latch on and will only feed from a bottle. Alyse was heartbroken over it, but now she’s relieved. She breastfed all the kids. Not having to with Maria allows her a little more freedom.

  “How’s Jessica doing these days? She’s a sophomore now, right?” I ask Bryce.

  “Yeah, she loves it, but missing home. She tries to come home on the weekends, but I know as soon as she catches the partying buzz or gets a boyfriend, that will stop. Fuck, I don’t even want to think about her getting a boyfriend,” he says almost crushing his beer can.

  “Dad! I got accepted to science camp!” K.C. says, running through the back patio door with a paper in his hand.

  “That’s amazing, Bud!” I say, rubbing the top of his head.

  I had no doubt he would be accepted. He’s seven years old with the intelligence of someone twice his age. We are trying to make sure he doesn’t get bored, but still remains a kid. We are trying to take every opportunity to get him involved with mental stimuli with kids his own age.

  Alyse isn’t so keen to let him go half way across the country for six weeks. She knows it will be good for him, but that’s her first born and will always be her baby.

  We both have made sure that he was exposed to the different languages that we’ve learned over th
e years. Surprisingly, he leaned Korean on his own. We will sit at the dinner table and switch from English to some other language. The younger ones are starting to pick it up, too. My goal is to have my kids be as well rounded and developed as I can. I want nothing but the best opportunities for each and every one of them.

  K.C. and Jonathan, Bryce and Emma’s son who is a year younger, but they get along very well, seem to balance each other out. K.C. gets Jonathan excited about doing gross science experiments, while Jonathan gets K.C. excited about playing football or baseball. I’m glad he has someone so early on. I wish I would have had that growing up. I’m going to make sure he doesn’t have the struggles I endured.