Page 64 of Desired By you (Always & Forever #3)
Chapter Fifty Three
Brad
“And you’re meant to be with Patrick.”
Those words have the blood draining from my body.
“Well, well, well, what’s going on here then?” Harry's gleeful voice booms behind me.
“Oh, my god,” Gabriella shrieks and reaches for the blanket on the back of the couch and covers herself.
“What are you doing?” Ali’s shocked voice rings.
I turn my head and the grin that’s already smeared across Harry’s face makes me want to crumble in shame. Not for me, but for Gabriella.
“Hey,” I say casually, as if I don’t still have my dick inside of her.
Just when I didn’t think it could get any worse, Ria and Jack appear, one holding a box Dunkin' Donuts and the other holding a tray of coffees.
“Oh, my..” Ria shrieks. “Are you two…”
“Yep, yeah they are,” Harry confirms, and his grin is now so wide it makes me want to punch him for enjoying our torment so much.
“Oh God, I feel like I’ve just walked in on my baby sister and my best friend going at it,” Jack says, the color draining from his face.
“Well, now you know how Noah felt when he walked in on you bending Ria over the kitchen island that one time,” Harry snorts, enjoying every second of this carry on.
“That was Noah’s damn fault. He should have knocked,” Jack barks.
“What was my fault?” Noah’s voice rings out and it’s then I wish the ground would swallow us both up and end our misery.
Gabriella whimpers, curling into me and letting her head fall on my chest.
“Hey.” Noah chuckles looking at me and Gabriella.
All I can do is put a thumbs up.
“Yeah, sure, add more people to this. When the fuck did you get here?” I say rubbing my temple, feeling a headache coming on.
“I flew in this morning. I tried to get back for Ali’s show but my flight got delayed. So, what’s going on here then?” Noah’s grin now matches Harry’s, and I officially hate him too.
“Brad and Gabby are fucking,” Harry explains.
“Cool,” Noah says casually.
“No, no that’s not what we were doing.” Gabriella’s head springs up and I don’t know how she thinks we are getting out of this one, but I’m willing to go with it.
“We just walked in on you riding him like he was your own personal show pony,” Ali deadpans and Gabriella’s cheeks heat.
“And is he still inside of you?” Ali questions.
Gabriella lifts slightly and slides off me which doesn’t help my situation at all. I yank up my briefs and adjust myself as best I can and then stand up.
“No, I was just helping Gabriella look for the missing money.” I point to the files on the coffee table.
Ali folds her arms across her chest, giving me a challenging stare. “Really? Well, you aren’t going to find the missing money in her pussy are you, Bradley?”
Gabriella whimpers and covers her face with her hands and sinks down into the couch.
Everyone lets out a little laugh and Harry holds his hand up to high five Ali. “Good one, babe.” She claps her hand with his.
“I preferred it when you two hated each other,” I say, narrowing my eyes at them both.
“Well... who wants donuts?” Ria says, trying to change the subject.
“Me,” Jack says, following her to the kitchen island where they begin whispering to one another.
I turn my focus back to Ali, Harry, and Noah who are all smirking.
“I knew you’d be pierced.” Ali teases. I look down and there, pressed against my white Calvin Kleins, in all its glory, is my erect, pierced dick.
Harry covers Ali’s eyes with his hand and I reach for a cushion to cover myself.
“Why are you all here anyway? I didn’t get the memo that we were due a fucking family reunion,” I grit out.
“We all wanted to check Gabriella was okay, but I can see she’s more than okay.” Ali giggles.
Gabriella pops up like a meerkat, wrapping the blanket around her. “I’m just off to, um, wash the shame away.” She rushes past everyone, and when I hear her door slam, I flinch and close my eyes. When I open them, five pairs of eyes are on me, and I think about running and locking myself away too.
Jack clears his throat and my focus moves to him. “Well, start talking. What the heck is going on with you two?”
Oh shit, well, there’s no getting out of this…
“…and so that brings us to you guys walking in …” I finish the entire tale but Harry interrupts before I can finish my sentence.
Ria and Ali went to check on Gabriella before I started relaying the entire soap opera that is my love life.
Noah leans against the kitchen island next to me and Jack and Harry sit across.
“And you had your dick buried in Gabby, just so we are clear on that.”
I give him a death stare. He’s too far away for me to do anything, so Jack kindly taps the back of his head.
“Ouch,” he yelps.
Noah laughs and shakes his head. “I miss you fuckers. Never a dull moment.”
“Yes, you caught us. But it’s more than that, I…” My words get lodged in my throat. This is the most vulnerable I’ve ever been with them. I don’t do feelings. I’m a listener, not a talker.
“You love her.” Jack says it like a statement, not a question.
I run a hand down my face in exasperation.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m in love with her.” I await a teasing comment from Harry, but it doesn’t come. Instead, they all give me a prideful look, and my throat feels thick with emotion.
I’m in love with Gabriella Monroe and I don’t care who knows it.
“So that relapse you had, that was to do with this?” Jack asks. I nod, still ashamed I let myself fall so far off the wagon.
“You could have told us,” Harry says, his features softening and even though we all banter, I know these guys would quite literally go to war for me.
“You all had shit going on. I thought I had a handle on it, but it turns out love really does do a number on you.”
“Sure does,” Harry and Jack say in unison. I glance over at Noah, who stares at a blank spot on the counter, deep in thought. When he catches me looking at him, he looks like a child that’s been caught eating candy when he shouldn’t.
“So, what are we going to do about this prick, Patrick?” Noah asks.
“He’s first on my hit list,” Grinding my teeth in anger at the mention of his name and everything he’s done to her.
“Well, we’ve got your back, whatever you need,” Jack says and Harry and Noah nod.