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Daylen

I could kill my brother. What in the fuck was he thinking involving us with one of our players. First, he put the idea of sharing a woman in our mind, then he pointed out the perfect woman for us all the while knowing who she was.

"What were you thinking Kepler?" Raiden paces my office. "You had to have known who she was before we all hooked up with her. You're the one who's been scouting her. Hell, it was your idea to sign her."

I've never seen Raiden as mad as he is right now. And I don't blame him. What Kepler did was a dick move, setting us up like that, knowing we can't go any further with Elenna.

As the oldest, I need to defuse the situation. "It's fine. We're all adults here. I'm sure we can go on like nothing happened."

"Fuck that. I still want her." Raiden growls, his eyes blazing in anger. "If she'll still have us. But after the look she gave us when she found out who we were, I'm not sure that's possible."

I'm not sure it's possible either. I mean what would the gossip sites think about a female hockey player screwing the owners of the team she plays on. We need to put Elenna, I guess it's Lenni, first.

"Look, Raiden. Lenni is our first priority. We need to obey her wishes. If she wants to continue with our arrangement, we will. If not, we can't force her." I play my trump card, needing to know where they stand with Lenni. "Besides, now that Kepler has put the idea in our heads, there are other women besides Lenni out there."

Both my brothers lunge at me like, ready to beat me to a bloody stump, each yelling their displeasure with my idea as I sidestep their attack.

"Like hell we will."

"Lenni is ours."

"Settle down. I needed to make sure we're all on the same page." I fix them with a stare. "But if for some reason she needs a little push in either direction, I'll do what I think is best for her and neither one of you had better interfere."

When Kepler first came up with the idea to share the same woman, I thought it was just Kepler being Kepler. The young spontaneous brother. Hell, I can't even call him the youngest brother, because every time we turn around there's another new woman with a baby claiming it's our newest brother.

At sixty-five years old, you would think our father's sperm would be all dried up or at least not as potent. But year after year a new baby on the doorstep proves us wrong.

My gaze falls on my brothers. What would it be like to have a big family that we were all involved with, instead of the feeling of detachment we currently have toward all our half siblings.

We sit in silence, each taking our time to absorb the new information that the woman of our dreams is now our team's newest member, until a quick, knock on the office door breaks the silence in the room.

"It's, um, Lenni, can I come in?" Her soft voice feeds my soul—so grateful that we found her.

My gaze snaps to Raiden and Kepler. If these two idiots mess this up, I'll murder them myself and make sure to hide their bodies where they will never be found.

"Play it cool." I warn my brothers before I answer Lenni. "Remember this is the long game not a sprint."

"We know." Raiden hisses, jerking his head toward Kepler, "But this idiot has already fucked with our chances of gaining her trust."

"Me? I'm the one who orchestrated this whole thing. Without me she'd never be in our lives to begin with." Kepler growls, shifting his gaze between the two of us then to the door. "Now hurry up and let her in before the two of you fuck this up."

Damn Kepler for putting us in this awkward position. But honestly if he hadn't done what he did we never would have acted on our attraction to Lenni. Especially if we knew she was our new team goalie.

With a deep sigh I answer Lenni, "Come in."