Page 263 of When We Fall: Part One

“E?” I called out softly.

He sighed and shook his head. “Tell me what it would be like.”

I blinked for a moment before clearing my throat. “I think you’d have a son first. You’d name him something fucking epic. He’d be handsome like you. Smart like our Rosalie. He would love to sing and would start a band with Enzo’s and Fox’s boys. My girl Ellis would be the lead singer because she’s the princess, and her brothers do whatever she wants. He’d get into some trouble, but you’d be so fucking proud of him, E. He’d make you smile because he’s funny and sweet, a perfect mix of you and Rosebud. He’d give you shit when you made him do his homework and question why he even has to since he’s going to be famous like his mom.” I paused momentarily, taking in the tiny smile on E’s lips. “Then you’d have a daughter. She’d be so fucking sweet and delicate. She’d have Rosebud’s red curls and your fire. She’d play piano like you. She’d read books likeRosalie. She would be at the top of her class and would want to be a surgeon when she grows up.”

“Charlotte,” E murmured. “That’s what I’d want to name her. I’d call her Charlie. We’d get ice cream on Wednesday nights. She’d want chocolate, but always asks for a bite of my cookies and cream. I’d give it to her because I love how big her smile is. She’s missing her front teeth and has freckles on her nose.” He went quiet on me.

“You can have that, E,” I whispered. “It’s out there waiting for you.”

He wiped at his eyes and sniffled before shaking his head.

“No, I can’t. I won’t. I can’t even take care of myself. I wouldn’t want to weigh everyone down with my responsibilities. I’ll just be Uncle E. I-I’ll be good with that.”

I studied him, noting the tears on his cheeks, which he kept wiping away. I didn’t want to push him on it. The fact that he even asked me to paint the picture meant he was considering things he didn’t say aloud. For that, I’d let him and not ruin it by pushing it.

“We have loads of time to think about it, man. Come on. Let’s go see our girl,” I said.

He gave me another tired smile before he opened the door and got out. I followed him into the house, and we went straight to Rosalie’s room. Carefully, I opened the door and we crept inside to see her between Fox and Enzo, naked, just like I thought she’d be.

All I knew in that moment was that I wanted her. Sleeping wouldn’t stop me from taking her either.

I stripped my clothes off and carefully tugged her sleeping body down the bed until I could lift her easily into my arms.

“Come on,” I murmured to E as I walked past him, her curling against my chest as I carried her out of the room.

Wordlessly, he followed me to my bedroom. When we got inside, I placed her naked body onto my bed and turned to E.

He stiffened for a moment as I reached out and unbuttoned his pants and pushed them off his hips.

“You’re going to fuck her with me,” I murmured to him.

“She’s sleeping,” he answered softly.

“Like I give a fuck.” I placed my hand behind his neck and pulled him close, our hard dicks touching one another’s. “I want to do this with you, E. You and I are taking our girl. Making her moan. Making her fucking beg us for more.” I reached down and stroked his long, thick cock. “Come on, E, you and me. Don’t be a good guy tonight. Be bad with me. Can you do that, brother?”

He let out a shaky breath. “Yeah. I can do that.”

I released him and returned to Rosalie. He followed. As much as I wanted to bury myself deep inside her hot pussy, I moved aside for him.

He stared down at her as she slept.

He seemed to be contemplating his next move. I was just about to tell him to spread her legs and remind him he wasn’t a good guy tonight when he reached for her. I watched him gently part her legs.

She let out a soft noise, making E still for a moment before he stroked himself, his Adam’s apple bobbing in the moonlight from my bedroom window.

“I don’t want to hurt her,” he murmured. “She’s not going to be wet for me.”

“Let me help.” I leaned in before he could protest and spit on his cock. He flinched as I stroked his dick for a moment before releasing him.

“Unnecessary,” he muttered.

“I’ll suck it for you if you’d prefer that,” I answered, knowing I damn well would. We were a team. I’d do that for my brother without batting an eyelash.

He stared at me for a moment, his brows crinkling.

“Fuck her, E. Come on,” I murmured.

He nodded and ran his cock up her pussy before pausing. I knew he was arguing with himself about doing this. Finally, the bad won out, and he pushed forward gently, breaching her.