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Blade
"I know boys will be boys. But did you all have to sleep with Briella?" My father rambles on as my thoughts keep drifting to Briella.
Would I have still slept with her if I would've known she was my future stepsister?
Hell, yes, I would have. And so would've Atlas and Ivan. We're a package deal. Even though my dad won't let us act on it.
I told him three months ago about the three of us wanting to share the same woman. He told me the time wasn't right for that. That the hockey world wouldn't accept three players fucking the same woman.
He wouldn't listen. He kept repeating the hockey world isn't ready for that kind of unconventional lifestyle. Even when I explained we would only be having sex with one woman and not each other, he still didn't go for it. He even went so far as to threaten to drop Atlas and Ivan as their agent.
I couldn't let that happen. So, I've kept my mouth shut and stopped bringing it up. Maybe somewhere down the line we can hire a different agent, but my father is the best of the best. We'd be foolish to drop him.
"Look, all I'm saying is you need a certain look if you want to be taken seriously in the pros. And fucking the same woman, no matter how hot she is isn't a good look."
I clench my hands at my sides. Never in my life have I wanted to hit my father more than I do right now. "It's not like that dad." I say instead of punching him like I really want to do.
"Come on son. It's always like that. If you want to make it big in the pros, you have to have the right woman by your side. You know, someone more wholesome, even virginal."
Atlas and Ivan scowl at the direction this conversation is going. But I've known my father longer than they have. It's best to just agree with him now and figure it out later. "Yeah, dad you're probably right. I virginal type of girlfriend is probably the best." The words feel like ash on my tongue.
I don't want anyone else besides Bri, or I guess Briella. I knew she was hiding something from me, but I didn't realize the extent of our connection, that might ruin any chance we have to be together.
Little did I know she would run from us and the wedding without any way to contact her.