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Mrs Bourgeois if you nasty

**For miss @emeraldjade long awaited. Excuse any mistakes. It's possible I wrote some of this drunk. Don't judge me.** In the cold, harsh light of day, much as I wanted to stay pissed, part of me was touched. He went to someone he hated body and soul to try and get me back. Shit how the fuck is a girl meant to just ignore that? "You should have fucked him, just to teach that lanky shit a lesson." "Not really fair to Lau is it? Also Larry got thick, you can't call him lanky no more." "He was lanky when I met him. In my head he stay lanky." I smirked at her, "His dick thick though." Rio slammed her hands over her ears and groaned at me, "Gross. I do not need to hear about his dick today." "Only today?" "Well yea," she took her hands down and gave me a wicked grin, "Your sexcapades give me motivation to do better." I couldn't help but laugh, "Try get on my level bitch." Her face got serious suddenly, "What you gonna do dude?" I sighed and pushed my hair from my face. "Honestly. I don't know. In a weird way," I paused, I knew this would get me cussed out, "I kinda wanna forgive him now." On cue Rio's face screwed up to unleash some harsh words at me, I quickly cut her off. "Dude! If Tony went to a man he truly hated and asked him to talk to you for him. How could you not be touched by that?" She grunted at me, "You crazy you know that right?" "Well yea. I'm out here in a relationship with twins. Nobody would call me sane." She reached out and touched my shoulder gently, "And the boy?" I stilled, I almost forgot about his son. "Is it bad that I resent a child that's done nothing to me?" "It's messed up. But also understandable dude. You can't resent his mother, he's the only connection to what Larry did." I stared off into the distance, "He'll never be mine." "I don't think anyone would expect you to feel that way. But he needs a female influence in his life. All boys do. You don't want him growing up to be a fuck boy." She stopped there, but I could tell she wanted to add "like his daddy." I had a lot to think about, but at the end of the day Larry was my husband, and I wouldn't just walk away from that. Rio's phone rang loudly from her bag. I raised an eyebrow as the lyrics to sex you filled the room. She grinned at me, "That's my baby daddy." I rolled my eyes and she yanked her phone free and answered it. "He's your husband now." She stuck her tongue out at me, "Hey babe. What's up?" I vaguely heard Tony's voice rumble down the phone and sighed, yes I'm married and yes he's my friends man. But his voice is pure sex, that southern accent and the panty dropping bass were a deadly combination. I've seen him literally talk Rio into bed. Couple whispers in her ear and she's putty in his hands. "They're what?!" Her shout brought my attention back into the room, "Tony, don't play. Hold on putting you on speaker." I was instantly suspicious, the boys had done something messed up, I could feel it. "Hey Aya." "Hi Tony. What are they doing?" "Flying by now I'm sure." I slow blinked, "Flying because you threw them out a window?" He laughed, "Nah, they coming to Mexico to get you. You got them twisted." I snorted at that, "When did they leave?" "Some time last night I guess. They mama came by to walk Milan to school this morning. Said they gone looking for you. Thought I'd give a heads up so you can prepare a beat down." His amusement was evident in his tone, "Thank you Tony." "I'll call you back baby." Rio spoke up her eyes not leaving my face, "Sure babe. Kick ass." We sat for a second while I tried to work out if I was vex or not. "So. What you gone do?" "Who knows?" I stood and stretched, "But I do know I'm dressing for the occasion." ***** Lau was pissed. I've never seen him so angry. He hasn't spoken a word to me since we left home. The last time he was this pissed with me we were kids, I had brunt a hole in his best sneakers. We didn't talk for days. This felt like that, the cold wash of anger pushing at the edge of my senses. I sighed and leant my head on the window of our plane. Watching clouds pass by below. We would land soon and I would have to do some fast talking to get Aya back. Or I would lose my whole family. The sweat rolling down my back had nothing to do with the heat. A text had come through from Tony when we landed, and it had made me nervous. I scanned it again as our taxi drove off leaving us outside Aya's hotel. "I told on y'all. Don't hate me, figured it would be better if she was warned." Laurent had got the same text and he had sworn when he read it. His eyes met mine and he sighed, "He right. But I'm gone kick his ass." I nodded, sliding my phone back into my pocket and glancing up at the hotel front. "Come on." Lau gently bumped me with his shoulder and we walked inside together. The woman behind reception greeted us with a dazzling display of straight white teeth. "Good afternoon, Larry and Laurent?" We exchanged confused looks and nodded, her smile somehow got wider. "Welcome. Your wife is expecting you." She slid a key card over the desk to us, "Enjoy your stay." She gestured to the bank of elevators, "Use the key to get to the penthouse suite." My eyebrows rose at that, penthouse? That wasn't like Aya. I shot Lau a look and he shrugged, grabbing the key and nodding his head to the receptionist. The ride up was short and tense. I struggled to breath, short sharp gasps forcing their way past my lips as I watched the numbers light up as we passed each floor by. The door slid open straight into the suite. And the music blaring from hidden speakers had an instant effect on me. I grunted as I was gut punched by lust, beside me Lau did the same, swaying on his feet. His wide eyes met my own, "Shit." ***** I waved Rio off, slightly distracted my by reflection. Frowning I turned to take in my side view, with a sharp nod I spun away, satisfied with the sex siren image Rio and I had created. "You look sexy dude." I jumped, Rio's head was still inside the bedroom door, giving me a wicked grin. "They gone be eating out your hands." I smoothed down my leather look bandage dress, "They have better things to eat." She wriggled her eyebrows at me, "Knock 'em dead girl." Music pulsed through the room, and the entire suite. Since I had upgraded rooms, I had my seduction playlist on repeat. It got me in the mood, and once they got here it would get them in the mood too. I sat down to pull on my pumps. Dominatrix shoes, I grinned as I lifted up my foot and turned my ankle to admire the black leather cage shoes. The 5 inch spike heel giving me some much needed height, if I wanted to kick ass, it would be in these bad boys. I stood and struck a power pose in the mirror, just as Rio's voice drifted back into the bed room. "Y'all in for hell. I hope you know that." I smirked to myself, gave myself a little pep talk in the mirror and strutted out to meet my audience. ******* Tension rolled off the brothers, sweat beaded in their hairlines and collected on their backs. Lau reached out to Larry, his fingers brushing Larry's clenched fist. A small show of solidarity that had Larry relaxing slightly, whatever their wife had planned, at least he knew his brother had his back. Rio had dropped a bomb on them and sashayed from the room, the elevator pinging as the doors slid open, the sound lost in the driving bass of the music. A sound that wasn't lost, it cracked through the music like gunshots, was the sound of heels on the marble floors. Both men tenses, eyes glued to the door that Rio has come through minutes before. Aya paused behind the door leading to the foyer. She took a deep studying breath, pulled her shoulders back and let her face take on a fierce expression. Her lip curled up in a slight sneer as she threw both doors open and fisted her hands on her hips. The reaction was instant and gratifying. Lau hissed and Larry's knees seemed to buckle beneath him. He was grabbed around the elbow by his brother before he made a fool of himself. They both looked at each other wide eyed before turning nervously towards their wife, this would either turn into the best day of their life. Or the worst. "Boys." Aya smiled coyly at them from behind the fall of locs hiding one side of her face. She licked lips sticky with gloss, "I take it you missed me. Since you came all this way without telling me?" Larry swallowed, "Yes." His voice was rough, "Miss so bad." She smirked at him, when he was flustered he reverted back to the broken English he used when they first met, "Aren't you sweet." She flicked her hair behind her shoulder and walked towards them. Even her heels didn't even bring her close to their height, but she went up on her toes and pressed her lips to Laurent's cheek and then Larry's. "Have you been a good boy?" She whispered to him. He fisted his hands by his side, desperate to grab her hips and pulled her flush to the straining erection she had caused. But he didn't know if his touch would be welcome. Her hands slid up his chest, coming round his neck and pulling herself is closer. He grunted as her breasts pushed into his chest and her hips brushed against his. "I try." She leaned back and pouted at him, "You only tried?" Throwing caution to the wind he lifted his hand and brushed her jaw with one finger. She didn't move away, but she did tense, fighting back hurt, he let his hand drop. "Is all I can do. I try. I try to be good husband, good father." His eyes dropped, "I let us down so much. I try for the rest of our lives to be good for you." She studied his face for a long moment before a slight nod dipped her head and she pulled back from him. Laurent watched the whole exchange fascinated, where was she going with this? After all these years together he never forgot that their tinker-bell could be damn dangerous when she tried. His eyes ran down her frame, encased in that dress and he shifted his dick inside his pants. She was sure as hell trying now. "When a good boy is naughty, what happens to him Larry?" She moved from him into Laurent's arms and tilted her head back for a kiss. Quick to obey her silent command Laurent dipped his head and brushed his lips against hers. "They." Larry paused as his brother pulled Aya close and let his lips slide down her jaw to her neck, his teeth flashing as he bit her, she moaned and shuddered in his hold, he swallowed, "They, get punished." Her head fell to the side allowing Laurent better access, he hummed his approval, rising up to suck the sensitive spot below her ear. She ground against him, her pants filing the air, still the music throbbed through the room, pushing them all to a higher level of arousal. "Have you been naughty Larry?" The question hit him hard. He had. He'd hurt her again, cut so deep that she had run this time, but she was giving him a chance. More then any other woman would give. He dropped to his knees, head bowed. "Yes." His voice was barely a whisper but she heard him. Her breathing was shaky when she pushed Lau away, her legs in the same condition. But she managed to step in front of Larry and run her hands through his twists. Gripping handfuls she yanked his head back, "Then will you take your punishment?" She was speaking firmly, but her hands shook and her eyes betrayed the uncertainty she felt. His heart squeezed, "Yes." She loosened her grip on his hair and tension flowed from her, she hadn't gone too far. "Come." Inside the bedroom she directed Lau to lie on the bed and Larry to pull up the armchair to the end of the bed. Laurent kicked off his shoes and Larry pulled the chair into position. Once both in place they watched her waiting for her next command. She squared her shoulders, still unsure that this was the best route to take. Sure when talking to Rio it sounded great, but now, actually doing it. She wasn't so sure. Laurent held his hand out to her, "Baby?" She struggled to shake off her fears as she placed her hand in his, with his help she climbed on the bed, making sure to arch her back as she crawled to the centre. Larry groaned and reached out to cup her ass, "No." Her voice snapped through the room, drawing him up short. "You can only watch until I say. No touching me or yourself." He shook slightly as he nodded, he was already close to the edge, he might come in his pants regardless of if he was allowed to touch himself or not. She waited for a second before turning to Laurent with a soft smile, he watched her through hooded lids, lips slightly parted, his jeans pushed up at the crotch by his erection. "I've missed you." "Miss you too baby." She continued her slow crawl to him, straddling his hips. His hands came up to her waist, pulled her down and making her grind against him. The lace of her panties was soaked through, she would leave a wet patch on his jeans, but neither of them cared. "Take off my dress." His eyes lit up and he reached behind her to pull down the zip. Since her back was to him Larry was able to see every inch that was slowly exposed. His mouth went dry as Laurent pulled down the straps of the dress, revealing the sky blue lace of her bra. Laurent nipped at her jaw and ran his lips up to his ear. "Are you in charge baby?" "Not of you." He grabbed her chin, "You control him, but I control you. Yes?" She nodded, his fingers left indents in her cheek. "Good. Have him take off you shoes." Larry listened to them talk with a slight sense of dread, for years Lau had talked about dominating Aya, looks like at least he would get his chance to. Aya turned and sat between Laurent's legs. Lifting her foot to Larry she twisted her ankle. "Take it off." Reaching forward he unzipped her shoe and gently eased it off, he watched her as he did the other. She smirked at him, "Rub my feet." Laurent clicked his tongue at her, "No. We don't have time for that." She frowned at him but pulled her feet back and began to turn. He stopped her and urged her to stand with her back to him. He gripped the dress and yanked it roughly down, holding it so she could step out. Throwing it aside he pulled her back down, her back cradled on his chest, her legs falling open outside his. The lace of her panties has moulded to her lips, darkened by her juices. Larry swallowed his eyes glued to her. Laurent brushed the tip of his nose along her ear. "He wants you." His hand began a slow glide up her stomach. Her muscles clenched and jumped, "Look at him." Her nipples beaded, pushing at the this lace of her bra, "He can't take his eyes off you." He tweaked her right nipple, his left hand trailing down to play with the edge of her panties. A pained whimper left her and she rocked her hips, she started to pull her legs together. An instinctive move to relieve the pressure building, but he stopped her, trapping her feet under his legs. "No, let him look." He yanked one side of her bra cup down, then the other, exposing her nipple to the cool air. His lips pressed to her neck, his teeth scraping gently. Larry leant forward in his chair as his brothers fingers dipped below the waistband of Aya's panties, grazing her clit and making her hips strain upwards for a stronger touch. He clicked his tongue at her, "Be still." He stroked her with the lightest touch, drawing a frustrated cry from her lips, "Do you doubt that he loves you like I do?" Eyes squeezing shut she shook her head, a tut sounding by her ear, fingers closed round her nipple and pulled. Her eyes flew open as she gasped, "I think you not being honest." A single finger dipped inside her, teasing her. She groaned and Larry shifted forward in his seat. "I don't know." "You don't know if he loves you?" A hard twist of her nipple and then his hand grabbed her chin forcing her head to come forward and making her eyes snap open. "Look at him." He shook her face, "How could you doubt him? His love? You are his life." She gasped as he pressed down on her clit, her eyes falling shut before opening again at a touch on her foot. Larry's. Meeting his gaze she saw a love that could never be put into words, yes he had messed up. Royally, but he wasn't perfect. And he did his best to make her happy. To be the best father he could be. And how could she deny his child that chance, how could she turn away his son? Tears filled her eyes, from pleasure or the path her thought had taken she didn't know. But she plunged head first into orgasm. Sparks igniting between her legs and behind her eyelids. Her scream was wrenched from her, an animalistic sound that filled the room, momentarily blocking out the music that still pulsed around them. Larry surged forward. Unable to hold himself and sealed his lips over hers, trapping the sound, drinking it down as his own groan vibrated his vocal cords. She clung to him, her fingers twisting in his shirt. Laurent's hand remained trapped between them, keeping up a steady pressure, pushing her through her unexpected climax. She fell limp, Larry pulling back, going to sit back down. She gave a distressed moan at the loss of him and he paused. Their eyes met, hers dazed, tears collected, sparkling on her lashes. "He wants to say sorry." Laurent pulled her hair forward. Draping it over her shoulder as he whispered in her ear, "Will you let him?" His fingers still traced a gentle pattern inside her panties. She nodded, her head lolling back to rest on his chest. "Good girl." A soft kiss was pressed to her temple, as Larry settled himself between her legs, Lau took his hand away, bringing it to his lips to suck his fingers clean before cupping her breasts. "I sorry." Larry's breath pushed across the soaked lace hiding her from him making her shudder. "Is not enough. Never enough. But I prove it to you everyday for the rest of our lives." She reached out to him, her hand tangling in his hair, "I know bub." He nuzzled her thigh, lapping up the juices that had leaked from her already, "I forgive you." Her words ended on a sigh as his nose bumped her clit, long slow licks covered her. Her hips lifted to follow his tongue, chasing the pleasure he knew how to give her. "Larry." Her voice was strained, "please." All pretence of dominating him fell aside, desperate now, she didn't care anymore about punishment. She just wanted him to make her come. His lips closed round her lip, his tongue flicking. The lace was rough, giving her a sensation just the right side of pain. In her ear Laurent murmured words of encouragement, his hands still cupping her, squeezing, tugging her nipples. Sending jolts of pleasure right to her core. Larry moaned as he pulled her panties aside, finally able to see her. Glistening and open for him. He dropped his head stiffening his tongue to flutter over her clit. Rolling her hips, she whimpered as Lau bit her ear lobe gently. "Are you going to come again for us? Is that what you want? Do you want to come on his face, Aya? Or do you want him inside you?" Her thighs trembled as Larry buried his face in her and ate her like she was his last meal. No longer slow and easy, he became a man possessed. Ruthless in a way a man could only be when he knew exactly how to please his woman. "Tell me Aya." "Yes." Lau laughed softly, "Yes what?" He stroked her side with the back of his fingers. "Want to come like this?" She shook her head frantically, "No?" Her head fell back and she swore as Larry added his fingers to the mix, her hands grabbed at him. Trying to pull him up but he wouldn't be moved, he growled into her flesh, sucking hard at her clit. "He wants you to come like this." Her stomach clenched as she felt it rising, "You come and then we fuck you." Thrashing now, legs still held open by Laurent, Aya was unable to run from it. Heart pounding, she was slightly afraid of the orgasm about to hit her. Too much, it was too much. It hit her hard, arching her off the bed, blinding her, stopping her heart. They moved her, Larry dragging her down the bed and flipping her over. She flopped onto her stomach unable to hold her held up. The twin clink of belts being undone, a rustle of fabric, hands on her back, arching her. A brush of heated flesh and then a hard thrust. He held for a moment. She pulsed around him, hot and wet and welcoming. Gritting his teeth he tried to pull back from the edge, he grunted at each pull and ripple of her around his dick. "Ok?" He shuddered as she clenched around him. Her hips rocked beneath him, her arms coming up to hold some of her weight, giving leverage for her to push back on him. Lau stroked her hair back from her face, gripping himself with the other hand. She turned towards him and opened for him, watching her suck his brother Larry began to move. Long slow strokes that rocked her hips into the bed. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold out for long, sliding a hand under her he found her clit and rubbed. She moaned, making Lau grunt. It had been a while since they had taken her together. Life had got in the way. Wanting this to be memorable for all of them Larry picked up speed, racing to the finish so they could start over again. This was home. She was home. And he was never leaving again. ********** It's weird having a brother and two sisters. I like it, most of the time. Eli is cool. He's teaching me how to play basketball. The girls can be a bit annoying though, it's weird having one dad when that have two. They have a mama as well. I don't anymore. I was afraid I would be sent away again. Aya didn't like me, she went away for a while. I didn't think she would come back, I though that Papa and his brother would make me leave so she would. But they went to bring her home. Uncle Lau said I can call him dad if I want to now, but it seems wrong. He's not my dad, not likes he's Eli's or Lara's or Lauren's. I want him to be. But I don't want to cause trouble, not again. "Leo, honey?" I jerk my head up at the sound of my name. Aya stands in the doorway to the kitchen, a smile on her face. "You look serious." I drop my head, "No ma'am. Just thinking." I hear her come closer, and risk a look up at her. Her smile has fallen, she reaches out to me and I almost flinch back, but remember at the last second that no one hits me here. She's really small, not that much taller then me, and so pretty. I wish she was my mama too. I bet she gives good hugs. "Don't think too hard," she brushes my forehead and smooths my hair, "Want to come get ice cream with me and Eli? The girls have gone to the studio with their dads." Yes is what I wanted to say, but I hesitated, "You don't mind?" "No honey. Come on." She holds out her hand to me and I take it. Her smile comes back, and she pulls me into a hug. "Let's get my boys some ice cream."

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Threats

It took a few seconds, but it started to feel wrong. This wasn't the men I loved, not even close. Sure Malakhi's hot, his hand caught my thigh and lifted it, opening me to him. Holy shit super hot, and very good at this. He nipped at my lip and I couldn't help my moan, but he didn't smell right, feel right. He was too short, to thick, not the long lean bodies I was used to. I ripped my mouth away from his and for some reason I began to cry. Not pretty crying either, ugly sobs, snot running down my face mixing with my tears, my face scrunched up. "Shit Aya." He sighed, like he had been expecting this reaction. Gently he took my hand and towed me back to the bar, blinded by my tears I couldn't make out much, we paused for a moment and then we were on the move again. Cool air touched me, making me realise just how hot I was. I sucked it in gratefully, having reached that point of crying where breathing became difficult. He sat me down and tissue was shoved in my hand. "Stubborn girl. I didn't want it to come to this." Confused I tried to get a hold of myself, scrubbing at my eyes and nose. Holy fuck, I must look like shit now. "What do you mean." My voice was stuffy and slurred, woah, way too much to drink. "Princess I'm not here by accident." He took my hand and pressed a cold glass into it, I took a long gulp, thankful that it was icy water. Closing my eyes I drained it then leaned back, my head resting on the side of the building. "So why are you here?" He was silent for a moment, before taking the glass and setting it down before using the tissue he had kept to wipe my face properly. "Because," he grabbed my chin and made me look at him, "I'm trying to make this right. Your man called me." ******** Was it working? I paced round the kitchen, I should be cooking dinner, but I couldn't settle. I was taking a big risk bringing him into this, but he owed us, big time. And I would do anything to make get my wife back, even make a deal with the man that had tried to break us apart before. "Larry." I paused my lap of the counter to look at Lau. His eyes narrowed at me and he swore, "What did you do?" I felt the back of my neck get hot and I had to look away from him. "Nothing." "Larry. Haven't you done enough? Tell me. We have to fix it." Shame crashed down on me, I had done enough, but we couldn't fix this. It was already happening. "I made a call." He stomped round and grabbed me, "To who?" "Malakhi." He shook me hard, "Fuck! Larry what the hell!?" I grabbed his wrists to try and stop him shaking me. "He owes us. He can fix this." He shakes his head sadly at me, "Larry. What if he takes her? She's hurting, this could be the chance he's been waiting for." I felt the blood drain from me face, I didn't think of that. "We need to pack a bag. We have to go to here. She's been gone long enough." Lau spun and walked away from me, yanking his phone roughly out of his pocket as he went. I stood numb watching him go. I keep fucking up, even when I try, I fuck up, maybe they would all be better off without me. As the thought flashed through my head Lau came marching back in and punched me square in the jaw. I wasn't expecting it so I hit the floor like a brick, "Don't even think of leaving. Don't you fucking dare." He hissed at me yanking me up by my collar. "Don't you dare. We need you." He shoved away from me, breathing heavily, "Come. Pack a bag. Mama is getting the first flight here. We need to book one ourselves." He left again and this time I followed meekly behind him, my face aching. "We will fix this Larry. Or so help me god I'll kill you." *********** "What do you mean?" I pulled away from him, crossing my arms over my chest in a sudden need to protect myself from him. "Aya." He sighed and ran his hand through his hair, "You really think this is all by chance?" "So you lied?" "No. Everything I said was true. I've suffered since you last saw me. Honestly, I needed the break. Larry's call came at a low point." I shuffled away from him, silently fuming that Larry had done this. This was meant to be my time away to think, instead he had sent Malakhi to send me back. "I was at a real low point. It burns me everyday. The fact she isn't mine. I thought doing right by you would help. Set my karma right." He looked down at his hands, but not before I saw his eyes begin to water. "Maybe that would save her." My heart went out to him, "I forgave you a long time ago." "But I haven't forgiven myself. And your man sure ain't either." I scowled at the though of Larry, "Well fuck him. He did this all by himself, you ain't the one who got another woman pregnant." We sat in silence after my outburst, then he sighed, "Why did you kiss me?" I shrugged and ducked my head to avoid his sudden piercing look. "Don't know." "Bullshit." "I was drunk and mad. Just before you showed up I was so hurt. Sad." I shrugged again, "It warped into being angry. I wanted to have someone hold me. I wanted to get back at him." "Ok. Now tell me why you stopped." This I could answer easily, "It felt wrong. Don't get me wrong. You sir are hot as hell." He smirked and bowed his head briefly in acknowledgement of my statement of simple facts. "But it still felt wrong. I was into it for a bit. You're not them." "You think you'll always feel like that?" "Aya!" I jumped as Rio came stomping over to us a fierce scowl on her face. "Ah shit." Malachi jumped up and looked back down at me a grin on his face. "That's my que to bounce princess. She looks ready to kill." He bent and pressed a kiss to my forehead, "Think about it princess." He took off running in the opposite direction to Rio. I half expected her to chase after him, but instead she stopped to loom over me, hands on hips and very pissed off. "Did you kiss him?" I nodded as I stood, slightly wobbly from my time on the floor and the alcohol still swimming round my system. "Aya! What the hell? Where you gonna fuck him?" I shook my head, "Listen can we do this later? I don't feel so good." She tutted at me, "Serves you right." "Fuck off Rio. You got me drunk in the first place." She took my arm and supported me as I walked, "Didn't think it would make you jump him." I grunted at her, "I'm a horny drunk woman." She began to walk is slowly back towards our hotel, "Yea. That's true. Figured it was only for them." "They created a monster." She giggled, and I couldn't help but join in. "We have to plot." "We do?" I nodded, "Yep. Larry's the reason pretty boy is here." She dropped my arm and stopped dead, "What?!" "Larry called him up and told him to come out here and fix us. Said he owed them for what he did before." "Shit. And he really thought that would work." My mouth had set in a grim line, "Clearly he did. We have to show him he's wrong." ***** She's going to kill them. I felt kinda bad for spilling the beans, but hell, she had a right to know. And I sure as hell wasn't gonna be the bad guy again. Been there, done that, got exactly nothing to show for it. No. I have my daughter, she's mine, no matter what tests and doctors say. I was there when she was born, I was getting up in the night to feed her, holding her when she cried. She's mine. My chest got tight and I sagged down on to my bed. Not for much longer. My baby was dying, and instead of being with her, I was in Mexico chasing down some good karma. Closing my eyes and let my head fall forward and whispered a desperate prayer. "Please. Please, if I've managed to fix this, let her live." Throat closing, I did what I had been dreading. I reached for my phone and called my mom. She answered instantly, "Baby boy." Her soft voice nearly cracked the small amount of control I had left. I forced words past the lump in my throat. "Hey Ma. How's my baby girl doing?" A shuffle of movement on her end and the click of a door let me know she was leaving her hospital room. "She misses you. You coming back home to her soon?" "Yea." "They say it's not good baby boy." She paused her voice getting thick. "Come home. She doesn't have long." I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. "I've done all I can here Ma. I'll get the first flight home." I cried when I came off the phone. She was all but gone. And all the hope I had left was a prayer. Standing unsteadily I began to pack. Larry was on his own for now, I had to get back to my family.

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Conclusions

***LARRY*** This place held painful memories for me. I spent so many nights pacing across the hard wood floors, wishing I was home with my family. With the woman I loved, I wanted to wipe the slate clean. That's why I brought her here now. Aya seemed to float round the apartment. Her midi dress swishing round her legs, hugging her curves the way I wanted to. She hadn't touched me since the night of her party. I wanted to change that. "So this is where you ran off to?" I winced at her choice of words but nodded, "Yea." I tugged at my neck buff, anxious as to what she was thinking. Lau had gone to stock up on food, we had no intention of leaving this house while we were here. I know he was giving us the chance to talk, but I don't think we're totally ready. "It's nice." I nodded and moved to the kitchen, stupidly opening the fridge before quickly closing it again. Of course it was empty. Thankfully I had called ahead to get the electric and water running, the air conditioning was a sweet relief. "So, what do we do while we wait?" She moved to the window and stared out at the ocean view. Cautiously I moved to stand near her, making sure not to touch her. To my surprise she sighed and leaned into my side. Automatically I tucked her in closer, my hand settling on the curve of her waist. "Did we move to fast?" I could have pretended not to know what she meant, but what was the point? "Maybe. But is done now, we can't go back." She nodded, "Maybe I was wrong to let you move back in. But," she chewed on her lip, "I missed you so much. I was scared that if I didn't let you back I would lose you for good." We stood for a long time her words filling my head. It wouldn't have happened, never. As long as Lau loved her, I would to. But then, what would have happened if I had met someone else, would Lau have fallen for her, or would that connection between us have died? As much as I wanted to comfort her, tell her that I would have loved her either if I hadn't been under the same roof, I couldn't. Doubts raced round my head, what if not living with her would have let me get over her? Being under the same roof, seeing her everyday, sitting near her, hearing her talk, all of it meant that I carried a torch. A torch that would never go out, not now. We watched the sea until Laurent came back. The door opened quietly and I instantly felt his presence, he made no effort to disturbs us, heading straight to the kitchen, the sound of bags rustling and doors opening and closing letting us know he was unpacking the shopping. "I should cook." I rubbed Aya's shoulder gently, her skin warm and smooth under my hand. "Can I help?" She asked looking up at me, "Sure." She smiled at me and together we went into the kitchen, kicking Laurent out since he would only get in the way. Much as I love my brother, he's useless in the kitchen. ***AYA*** Since there was no TV in the apartment, music was all we had. It was nice, just me, my boys and music. It was like we stepped back in time, to when we would travel and just chill out in hotel rooms listening to music and talking about everything. Things have changed so much since then, not that I want to go back. My children were the best thing to ever happen to me, and all the other shit. Well it's made me into the woman I am today, and I'm proud of who I am. Larry and I cooked in comfortable silence, the voice of Jill Scott, Erykah Badu and Maxwell an accompaniment to the clatter of pots and pans. Once we were done the three of us ate from plates on our laps while witting around the sparsely furnished front room. "Been too long since you two cook together." Laurent spoke round a mouth full of food, "I don't speak full mouth hon." He swallowed and grinned, "Yes you do. I'm not the kids." I cut my eye at him, I had to say that to the girls all the time, obviously it wasn't about to work on him. "Did you two talk?" He asked fork poised in front of his mouth, "Yea." Larry spoke up allowing me to take a bite so I wouldn't have to join in the conversation. "All good." He shrugged, "I don't know." He looked at me, his brown eyes uncertain, "Good?" I chewed slowly, thinking it over. It wasn't what it was before, I'm not sure it ever would be, but it was getting there. "Yea. We good." The smile that spread across his face was beautiful, the boyish one I fell in love with. That night I slept sandwiched between them, at first Larry had argued that he would stay on the sofa. We quickly shot that down, then he was stiff, lying on his side on the very edge of the bed. Eventually I had kissed my teeth and hauled him over to me, throwing an arm an a leg over him and trapping him close to me. He relaxed almost instantly, rolling to face me, wrapping me in his arms and falling asleep. Behind me I felt Laurent's smile, "I'm glad you're giving him a chance." I looked up at Larry's face, the frown lines in his forehead had been smoothed out and he looked at ease. I smiled to myself, pressing a kiss to his chest. "Yea. Me too." When I woke up Larry was gone, the bed still warm where he had lain. For a split second my heart stopped, had he run again? But then the Scent of bacon reached me and I knew he was cooking us breakfast. I sighed in happiness and snuggled back into Laurent, discovering his morning wood as I did. Smiling to myself I spun and shoved him on to his back. He grumbled and pulled me with him, making my job much easier. Slowly I slid one leg over him, burrowing into his neck and placing soft kisses on his skin. He gave a soft groan, and got even harder under me. Wrapping my hand around him I lifted my hips and used him to tease my opening. I was almost constantly wet around them, hard not to be. Perfect male specimens that they are. When I was dripping I lifted my hips and took him inside me with one downward stroke. He filled me to the brim, sighing in pleasure I lifted up, braced my hands on his chest and began to move. There was no better way to wake up your man. ***LAURENT*** When I felt a hand gripping me, I thought I was dreaming, then the heat, the wetness. I groaned, sure I was about to have a dream that would wake my up with fire in my blood. Instead it was reality, I woke up to Aya riding me like her life depended on it. I dug my fingers into her hips as I came fully awake, mind awash with pleasure. "Fuck." I hissed as she took me deep, grinding in place, clenching round me as she gasped. Reaching up I rolled one stiff nipple between my fingers. She threw her head back, pushing her breast further into my hand, her locs brushing gently against the fingers that still gripped her waist. "Shit. That's its baby." I pinched her nipple and she clenched round me, a spurt of juices wetting me further, "That's is, ride me." She gave me a wicked smile, leaning in to kiss me, raising almost totally off me. Just the tip remaining in her pulsing heat. She slammed back down, our shouts mingling in the air. She took my words to heart and rode me hard an fast. I held on for the ride, slapping her ass as she slammed down on me over and over. Sweat beaded on her skin and I rose up to lick her neck, scraping my teeth over her skin, she shuddered and held on to me, working her waist in small fast circles, her throbbing clit grinding against me. I could feel her getting closer, could feel it happening for me too. Lifting my hips I spun us so she was pinned beneath me, her legs spread allowing me to get as deep as possible. I pounded away at her, wincing as she scratched my back. The air was filled with the sounds of flesh hitting flesh, the wet sound of me inside her and her moans. Larry must be able to hear us, it would be his turn later. I fell of the edge seconds after Aya did, grunting as I spilled inside her. Her screams echoing around us. Panting I flopped down on top of her, she laughed gently and kissed my shoulder. "Think Larry knows we up hon?" "Yea, I know." We both looked to the door to see Larry leaning on the frame a tray in his hands and a wry smile on his lips. "Sorry bro. She attack me." He shrugged, "I know how she get." His eyes moved to her and roamed over what skin was on show. "Food?" He asked lifting the tray, "Yum! Yes please." Aya shifted from under me and patted the free space on the bed. Larry smiled fully as he came over and we settled to eat breakfast. ***AYA*** That night Larry took me for a walk on the beach. Laurent had pouted and whined but we had to leave him behind, we had a talk to finish. He carried me down to the beach on his back, since I decided I didn't want to wear shoes. My loose dress floating round the tops of my thighs, his hand hot against my skin. Once we reached the sand he let me slide down. The sand was cool under foot, a welcome feeling in the sticky heat that seemed to weigh heavy round my neck. I watched as Larry sat to remove his Jordan's and tied the laced together, slinging them over his shoulder. Smiling down at me he held out his hand, I took it without hesitation and together we walked towards the sea. We walked in silence, enjoying the crash of the waves and the sound of sand shifted beneath our feet. Eventually I pulled him to a stop, nervous I ran my hand over my hair. He stared out at the sea, I guess he thought that was the reason for my stop. Reaching into my bra I pulled out the ring he had left on my table so long ago. I clasped it in my hand, the metal warm from so long aha isn't my skin. I had always kept it with me since he left, at first as a harsh reminder of what he had done, and why. Then, when he came back to me, as a reminder of the happy times, times I felt I could never have back. Clearing my throat I pulled him round to face me, "Larry. Bub," his eyes softened when I called him that, his smile child like with its delight, "I've missed you so much. And I know I've been hard on you. I've punished you in ways that have affected us all. You, me, Lau, the kids. All of us have suffered in some way because I couldn't let go of what you did." Dropping down on one knee I held up his ring. "I'm sorry, I should have forgiven you a long time ago. In fact I shouldn't have given you reason to run. If you'll have me, I want to be your wife again." He dropped down in front of me, the moonlight highlighting the tear tracks on his face, "Aya." He held my face in his hand, smoothing his thumbs under my eyes, making me realise I was crying too, "I'll always want you. I never stopped being your husband. Even without my ring, you owned my heart." He kissed me then, allowing me to taste the salt of his tears, pulling back he eagerly took his ring and slid it back on. He stared happily at it before raising his eyes to mine. Without a word we came together. We made love on the sand. A new beginning. ***4 years later**** Aya raced round her closet half dressed, and late. "Guys!" She screamed hopping around trying to pull on a shoe while also buttoning her sleeveless blouse. "Larry! Laurent!" "Why you shout? I'm right here." Laurent lounged on the doorway, dressed and ready for their event, looking dapper in an Urban Rose suit. It fitted him to perfection, sleek lines that showed off his lean body in just the right way. Aya paused to admire him, "You look good babe." She licked her lips suggestively, even after so many years of marriage, she still got wet at the sight of her husbands. Laurent smirked at her, "You look good too." He bit his lip as she bent to put her shoe on properly, her skirt fell to below her knees, tight with blue leather panels running down her sides, the middle a contrast of orange. Her black sheer blouse and sky high black pumps finished the look, her locs hanging down loose around her waist. "Babe? Did you yell for me?" Larry came in, his black suit matching his brothers, the only difference was their choice of shirt, Larry had chosen a red shirt open at the neck, while Laurent had decided to go more casual, pairing the suit with a white wife beater. Both of them looked edible in Aya's humble opinion. Once ready Aya hugged her children. The twins now 9, tall like their fathers with hints that their mothers curves would be a part of their future, and little Eli nearing his 5th birthday. His grey eyes squinted as he accepted a hug from his mother grudgingly, he was too old for it now according to him. He was a sturdy little boy, his features mirrored Aya's, but it could be seen that he would be just as tall and lean as his fathers. The babysitter waved them off as they climbed into their car for the night. The years had been kind, both Larry and Laurent had successfully made the jump from dancers to choreographers and actors. While Aya was a successful model,, not quite on Rio's level, and business woman, the continual work from Urban Rose, which had branched out into perfumes and make up too, had made her a house hold name. She still owned her styling business with Rio, but they were far more background now. They were on the way to the opening of their first store. Aya was jumpy, years of planning had lead to this, she wanted it to be perfect. Sensing her mood Larry took her hand, raising it to his lips to kiss her knuckle. "You gone kill it baby." She smiled at him and stroked his face, pausing to fluff up his scruff of facial hair on his chin. Reaching out she grabbed Laurent's hand too, "How could I not? I've got my boys with me." THE END

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Consequence

***LAURENT*** When Aya didn't come back to bed, I wasn't surprised. She and Larry needed this, maybe getting physical would fix the gap that had been wedged between them. A gap that I was stretching myself across. What I didn't expect was for her to come sneaking back into our room, early, when the sun was just coming through the window. I stirred as she swore, lifting my head I saw her hopping about on one foot, holding the other, rubbing her toe. "Baby." I scrubbed at my eyes, "Why you not with Larry." She set her foot down gingerly, "Stupid shoes." She muttered, shoving a pair of her heels aside. "Baby." She ignored me as she went to the bathroom, it was then I noticed she wore his shirt. "Shit." I jumped out of bed and followed behind her, this hadn't worked out how I wanted. I hoped they would fuck, and then they would come back here in the morning, and the three of us could chill like we used to. Obviously that wasn't to be. "Aya, don't ignore me." She did exactly that as she started up the shower, she kept her back to me as she checked the water, then pulled his shirt over her head to get in. "Can you get this back to him?" I took the shirt from her hand, grabbing her in the process. "What happened?" For a second she looked at me, and I nearly broke at the pain and uncertainty in her eyes, "Nothing good." She pulled away from me and ducked under the pounding water. I watched her for a while, then slowly left. Back in our room I ran my hands through my hair wearily. Things would go downhill fast from here. Larry wouldn't be able to hack a rejection like this, for her to have sex with him and leave like a thief in the night, Jesus. Sighing I moved round clearing up the chaos we created yesterday getting ready. Aya was getting as bad as me about how she looked. I smiled, she was the face of a brand after all, had to look good at all times. On the dresser the baby monitor let out a little whimper, Eli was awake. Throwing Larry's shirt over my shoulder I grabbed a pair of basketball shorts and went to get our son. I entered his room with a smile, unlike most children, Eli didn't wake up screaming. He was on his back, gurgling and kicking his feet when I looked into his crib. He gave me a wide gummy smile when he saw me, squealing, his kicks getting faster. "Morning little man." Reaching down I hefted him up, instantly he grabbed at my hair. Sighing I rested his bum in my hand and used the other to work his little fingers free. "Someone needs changing. Come lil man, let's get you ready." Once Eli was changed and ready for breakfast, we stopped washing him before he ate long ago. My son was a messy eater. I still don't understand how he gets it in his hair. I debated on what to do, should I go to Larry? It wasn't gonna be nice for him to wake alone. Looking down at my son, two fingers in his mouth, his grey eyes watching me calmly. "Let's go see papa, yes?" Bouncing him on my hip I made my way to Larry's room, bracing myself for the hurt that would come off him when he realised what she had done. ***AYA*** The hot water pounded down on my face. I felt dirty for what I did to Larry, but it was all too much. I still loved him, so much, I wanted us to be a family again. But I still remember how it felt to find his ring, cold on my table when I woke up. I remembered it like it was yesterday. Sometimes I woke up in a cold sweat, thinking that it was all a dream, Eli, Larry coming back, Dwayne being gone. It had all been a dream, and I would be back in that painful place my life had been when he left. I couldn't risk that again, I never wanted to feel like that again. I should have just talked to him, but my body was a filthy traitor. I never could resist him, with that cute smile and the way he would be just the right side of rough. My knees buckled at the memory of last night, so intense and sweet. It was everything I needed, and everything I didn't. What the fuck was I meant to do now. I squared my shoulders, I would try again. This time we would talk, my pussy gave a throb, and maybe Lau should stay with us. I crept out of our room later, dressed casually in leggings and a slouchy T-shirt. I listened to hear of anyone else was up, nothing. I checked Eli's room, he was gone, Lau must have got him while I was showering. Absently I plaited my hair as I made my way to Larry's room. I don't know why I was stalling, Laurent would have gone straight to him. I paused in front of his door, ears straining to see if he was up. Not a sound. Biting my lip I eased the door open, I don't know what I was expecting, but I was surprised to see just Lau and Eli on the bed. "Larry in the shower." I nodded and came forward, Eli smiled and clapped when he saw me, my heart melted as I took him from Lau. My beautiful baby boy, if nothing else, he was a good thing that came from the night Larry left. The bathroom door opened and I tensed up, Eli squirmed in my arms and let out a yell as I squeezed him tight. Instantly I eased up, rubbing his back as I bounced him gently. I turned to see Larry watching me, his face hurt, a towel slung low around his hips. "Why you leave?" I sighed and stepped towards him, I was hurt when he stepped back. Arms coming up to cross over his chest and create a barrier between us. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have just left." I curled Eli's hair with my finger, and looked down into his gorgeous little face. "I was scared Larry. I don't think you understand how much I hurt." "Did you want me to hurt too?" I shrugged, "Maybe, but even if you woke up to find me gone, you know I wouldn't have left my children." I caught his wince and felt bad. It wasn't a jab at him, simply truth. "I think we need to get away." Lau spoke up from behind me, I heard him move and soon he was beside me, arm round my waist. "What you mean?" He stroked my side and looked down at me, "I mean we need time. Just us. Let Larry make it up to you baby. We need time, all of us." I chewed on my lip anxiously, "But the babies," Lau pressed his finger to my lips to stop me. "Mama say she want to come see them anyway. She won't mind if we take a holiday while she here." I frowned, "We can't abandon her with the children." "Okai, so we ask her. If she say cool, then will you come?" I thought it over, eyes straying to Larry, still stood in his towel, arms now loose at his sides. His body was tall, broad and muscular. But his face, his face was a little boy facing his last chance at love. I had to try, for all of us. "Alright. If Mama B says it's ok, we can get away." Larry gave a little smile, "I know a place we can go."

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After party

**AYA*** My biggest fear was that Rio would gut Larry with a knife before I could cut my cake. But thankfully she seemed to have forgiven him for doing a runner, it wasn't until I realised she wasn't drinking that I clocked as to why. Sliding up to her Eli happily resting his curly head on my chest, fist rammed in his mouth. "Rio!" I hissed at her, "She turned to me with the most serene smile, "You're pregnant?!" She blushed and nodded, "Yea, just found out today. Don't say anything! We didn't wanna steal your spotlight." I squealed and hugged her best I could with Eli blocking me, "Oh Hun! I won't say anything but I'm so happy for you. Pray for a boy so he can play with this one when they get older." She smiled at Eli who was now waving his slobber covered fist at his Aunty gleefully, "Girl yes, set our little heart breakers lose." Rio and I sat at a table watching with smiles as out men danced with our children. Larry had Eli in his arms and was holding on to Lauren two stepping with her, while Laurent swung Lara round. Tony was more sedate, Milan standing on his shoes as he twirled slowly round. "Ri?" She hummed as she broke off a piece of cake, "Do you think I was wrong to let him back?" She paused, her eyes roving the room and all out friends. "No, I just think you made it too easy." I frowned, "But we aren't back together." "No but he's living with you again. Nothing would have stopped him seeing the kids if he got his own place." I slumped forward, resting my chin in my hand, "I guess." "No dude you know I'm right. Look he hurt you, twice and for that I can never forgive him. But," she grabbed my chin and turned me to face her, "He also helped you to be free, first by giving you the confidence to get away from Dwayne. And now by getting rid of him for good." She frowned, "Actually I'm kinda pissed I couldn't do that my damn self." I chuckled taking my chin from her hand, "So yea, he hurt you, I'm pissed and he can expect to find shit in his food one day. But I don't hate him, and I'm not mad at you either. Well not anymore." She laughed and I joined in, Rio didn't talk to me for weeks after I let Larry move back in, it took Milan dragging her upstairs for us to talk again. And even then it was Eli who softened her up, nobody could resist my baby. "Mama! Come dance with daddy!" Lara came running over and yanked me to my feet, laughing a shrugged at Rio, duty called. It was late when we finally got home. Eli slept in Lau's arms, Lara curled up in mine and Lauren was snoring, her thumb in her mouth in Larry's. I laughed quietly, "This would have been hard without you bub." Larry's face lit up, "You call me bub again." I smiled at him, much as I didn't want to, he was easing his way into my heart again, his boyish charm was hard to turn down. But, in the back of my head was always a wariness that he could leave again, sure it hurt him to do it. But he's left me twice, and like Rio a part of me would always hate him for that. He must have seen the path if my thoughts on my face because his own fell, and he turned quickly from me muttering about taking Lauren to her room. I wanted to ask him to stay and talk but he was off before I could. I sighed sadly and slowly followed to put Lara down in her own room. The new house was a dream, 6 bedroom, 4 bathrooms and a huge lower floor that was both living room and kitchen. On one side of the upstairs was the girls room, linked by a bathroom, and Larry's room with an en suite on the other side was a spare room, Eli's nursery and the room I shared with Lau. To be honest the spare room had turned into a closet, slowly but surely, Anna had been kitting me out, and the boys too since she had branched into men's wear. My family was one of the best dressed in the city, I was trying to bully her into doing kids clothes as well. My latest tactic was to offer her a family discount cause she could just use us in the adverts, it wasn't working so far. But since she was in the fresh stages of love with her new man, I could only hope she would give in soon, once she started popping out kids of her own. Lau joined me in Lara's room, wrapping his hand round my waist and squeezing my left over baby weight. I slapped at his hand, "Stop, you know I hate that." He dropped a kiss on my neck, "But I like it, the little pudge, just like when we first met." I scowled up at him, but had to giggle when he stared blankly back at me. "Whatever." I paused, I wasn't sure how to approach what I wanted to talk about. He beat me to it, "I think you and Larry should talk." My mouth fell open and he laughed quietly, dropping a kiss on Lara's head before pulling me out of the room. "Larry and I talk, he talk to the girls and explain, but never to you." I shook my head slowly, a couple times he tried, but I shot him down dead, and now I wanted to talk I didn't know how to start. Lau tilted my head up and kissed my softly, I melted into him, drawing comfort from him, "Go, talk to him." He smiled, "If you not back before morning I know the talk go good." He pushed me towards Larry's room and went off to our own. My hand was shaking as I lifted it to knock on Larry's door. "Yea?" I almost ran, "Larry? It's me." The door was yanked open before I could ask to come in, he had been crying, his eyes red and puffy, but he still gave me a smile as he stood back to let me in. "Everything okai?" I nodded as I looked round, I've never actually been in Larry's room. The walls were covered in pictures of me and the kids, centre was a huge canvas of the latest one we had taken, Eli in my lap and the girl standing either side of me. I didn't even know he had one. "So Lau send you to talk?" I wanted to deny it, but why start with a lie. "Yea, he did. But I've wanted to come myself for a long time." He nodded and went to sit on the bed, patting the space next to him. Slowly I went to sit next to him, my skin felt suddenly tight, I could feel my nipples get hard and my pussy throb from being so close to him for the first time in a long time, and being alone with him. "So what do we say?" I tried to drag my thoughts away from my traitorous body, I studied my hands. Tracing the lines on my palm, "Why did you leave like that?" He sighed, but I continued, "I think I would have been able to get over it much quicker if you hadn't made love to me like that just before leaving. That's what hurt the most, knowing that you did all that knowing you were going to walk away." I looked up at him to find him dragging his hands over his face, "I don't know. I just. I think I was trying to convince myself to stay. But it didn't work." His eyes met mine, "Every time I looked at you I saw your face when you cut him up." I shuddered at the hazy memory, honestly, I could hardly remember what I did to Dwayne. It was like a dream, when I thought to hard about it it became cloudy. But I remember certain things, the first scream when I cut him, the sound of blood dripping on the floor, the smell of it. Larry was watching me, "I can't bare to think of it myself. But did that really give you the right to go without talking to me?" He shook his head, "Non, but what could I say? How do you tell someone that you're frightened of them? How would you tell your partner that?" I felt what he was saying, but I was still angry, "You could have tried." I stood suddenly and paced the room, "Do you know how I felt in the morning when I found your ring?" He didn't say anything, my throat closed and my eyes burned with tears remembering that morning. "You ripped my heart out Larry, again. You left me again. How could you?" I felt my tears dripping down my face and when he looked at me he jumped up and I was in his arms before I knew it. He held me gently, hands running up and down my back soothingly, "I'm sorry. Aya, baby. I don't know how many ways to say it, how many ways I can show it, but I am. I died inside everyday without you." He paused and took a deep breath, "I was in the most beautiful place in the world and I don't see it cause you not there." His voice was thick and when I looked up tears were spilling down his face. We stared at each other for a long while, and then, slowly, carefully, he leaned down towards me. My head and heart warred in those few moments, did I want this? If he kissed me there would be no turning back. I didn't have time, before I could decide if I should push him away his lips touched mine and all my resistance melted. It started off slow, just the slightest touch of lips, brushing each other. And then I sighed, giving him opening. And he attacked, he held me tight and plunged into my mouth. I groaned into him, my knees buckling, but he held me up. Turning us so my back was to the bed, he fell. I landed with a soft thump and he was all over me. His hands were everywhere, in my hair, on my face, trailing down my neck, the whole time whispering in French, his voice strained. A rip filled the room and the buttons on my blouse went flying, even as my body reacted in excitement, a flood of juices pouring from my pussy, I couldn't help but groan internally. I like that top. Thankfully my bra was front fastening, he had it open in a second, off me in another and his face buried in my cleavage the next. I gasped and gripped his hair as he found my nipple, swollen and tender, and sucked it into his mouth. Nothing had been said by either of us to each other, I was to afraid to spoil the moment. Instead the sound of sighs and growls were all that passed between us. Frantic now I gave over to the feeling, pushing my second thoughts aside. I would deal with the consequences in the morning. I fought with his belt, catching on to what I was doing Larry lifted for just a second to whip off his top then was back, mouth on mine, biting, licking. I groaned as I totally shut down my brain and just felt. We were naked soon after, in the dim light I could hardly see his face. It didn't matter as he flipped us so I was above him and then wriggled down so I straddled his face. I had to hold back my scream as he attacked my pussy. Just remembering our daughters asleep not far away. Shudders racked me as he licked, tongued and teased me. His hands on my ass holding me where he wanted me, but when his tongue penetrated me I could help but ride his face. His groan of approval vibrated through me and sent me over the edge. I opened my mouth but all that came out was a breathless squeak, everything seemed to implode, my body nothing but feeling. Vaguely I was aware of him moving me and then he was inside me, setting off another orgasm with his roughness. Growling he pushed up, holing me down on him by my shoulders and pumped inside me. Nothing gentle, no time wasted, rough and fast. I loved it. I felt him swell, near coming himself. He swore and turned us, briefly outside of me before roughly shoving inside again. This time I did cry out, his hand come down over my mouth for just a moment before it was replaced with his lips, swallowing my little screams and mews of pleasure. He was stretching me, almost painful now, tears filled my eyes as I clawed his back, legs lifting to let him go deeper. He bottomed out, we both groaned at the feeling, I clenched round him, he reached between us and flicked my clit, once, twice and I was gone. Another implosion that left me deaf, dumb and blind, I heard him groan loudly, felt him spurt inside me and we both went limp. I felt heavy, like my body was moulding to his bed. Relaxed actually, a tension that had been with me for longer then I could remember was suddenly lifted. Smiling I kissed his neck and drifted off to sleep with him still inside me. Harsh sunlight wakes me up. Larry was sprawled over me, his head resting on my shoulder, his hair tickling my nose. Slowly I slip from under him. The reality of what we had done hitting me hard, how could I have done that? I wasn't even sure I wanted to be with him again, and now look. Chewing my lip I tried to find my clothes, most of them in tatters, only survivors were my skirt and bra. I looked back at him, he was smiling in his sleep, his face more relaxed then j had seen it since he'd come back. Sighing quietly I grabbed his discarded shirt and pulled it on, and then I left silent as a ghost. When he woke up he might hate me, but I needed space to think. For all I know that was a one off.

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Epilogue

Aya rushed round trying to get ready for her party, Lau was lounged on the bed with Eli in his arms. His eyes had darkened slightly, now the colour of a stormy sky, and he looked just like his fathers. His short curly hair currently fluffed out by Lau finger combing it. "You always give my son swag baby." Aya smiled as she tried to do her make up while slipping on shoes, in the mirror she could see Lau lift up Eli and make faces at him, in his little Ralph Lauren polo, chinos and baby Jordan's, Aya had to admit he was the best dressed baby in the neighbourhood. Although things had been hard at first, they had settled back into their normal routine. The girls had been ecstatic that their papa was home, and a new baby too. Aya and Lau ended up being very neglected as all they wanted to do was play with Eli and Larry. After a long talk Lau allowed Larry to join him in doing choreography for music videos. If he had been in demand before, with Larry they could bounce ideas off each other and their work became even better. Soon they were over booked and often had two shoots on the same day. Sometimes there was tension in the house, Larry always felt a way when he had to watch Lau take Aya to bed and know he couldn't go join them later, but they managed to keep fights to a minimum. "Aya?" Larry's head poked round the door, he looked much better then he had when he first came back. Body just as muscular as his brothers, eyes with their spark back. "The girls are restless, they want to go now." Aya sucked her teeth, "Tell them I ain't ready yet, fast ass children." Larry laughed and stepped cautiously into the room, he didn't come into their bedroom much, the knowledge that it wasn't his too made him feel empty. "I get you something." "It is my birthday bub. That's the general idea." He tried to hide his elation at her calling him bub, something she hadn't done since before he left. "You want now? Or at the party?" She finally finished her make up and stood up to smooth out her skirt and fix her top, "Now, please." For a second Larry just looked at her, feeling a pang off loss, then he pulled his hand from behind his back, in one hand was a box, in the other a large wrapped gift. "Ohhhh!" Aya sprang across the room, "What you get?" Larry smiled and handed her the wrapped gift first, she tore it open and gasped, "Oh, Larry, thank you." In her hands was a framed picture of the children, Lara and Lauren sat holding up Eli between them, the baby grinning toothlessly at the camera along with his big sisters. "It's beautiful, thank you." She kissed his cheek, so caught up with the picture that she forgot her other gift, until he rattled the box. Laughing she took it and put the frame down on her dressing table. From Lau's arms Eli gurgled and clapped for her attention, "Do you want mama little man?" She cooed at him taking him and settling him on her hip before flipping open the box one handed. Inside was a simple silver bangle, the metal twisted and curved and on the inside curve she could see words, curious she lifted it out, Larry caught the box so she could look. He was sweating, what if she didn't like it, but his fear was unnecessary. Tears filled her eyes as she read, "To a mother, who's love is unbreakable." She slipped it on, tears falling down her face, then laughed as Eli grabbed at her necklace, nearly choking her. She took her time working his pudgy fingers loose, then looked up at Larry, "I love it, thank you." Their eyes met, and for a second, their old love sparked back into life. That moment was killed by Lara and Lauren bursting into the room, their hair corn rowed for the party and in matching dresses. "Mama! We wanna go now!" Aya raised an eyebrow, "Well excuse me for getting ready for MY party. Y'all better remember who today is about." Lara giggled, "Yes mama. You look pretty." Aya bent down to kiss her, "Thank you baby, you both look pretty too." Lauren huffed, "Can we go now? Papa said he would make you hurry." Aya stood and gave Larry a look. "Did he now?" Larry blushed, "I don't think that what I said." "Mmmhmm." "I take them downstairs." "Wise move." Aya watched as Larry and the girls left leaving her with Lau and Eli still on her hip sucking on his fist. "You okai baby?" Lau came up behind her, his hand settling on her hip under Eli and pulling her close. "Yea." She sighed, "I'm still not used to him being here, but not being here you know." Lau nodded, "In your own time baby." He kissed her forehead and together they left the room to head out to join the rest of the family. It might not have been what it used to be, but they were all still happy, and in the end nothing else mattered.

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Chapter 50

***AYA*** They got me into a bed real quick, how did I forget how much this hurt. Curled up in a ball I squeezed my eyes shut as another contraction racked me, sweat covered my body and I wanted to cry. I needed Laurent, Rio was close by, rubbing my back and trying to keep me talking, but I needed my babe, I needed him so bad. I gave a cry when I heard commotion in the hallway, was he here? The door burst open and for a second I thought it was him, but the tattoos were wrong and his face was thinner and then I caught sight of the scar on his lip. Larry was back. Rio was up before I could even say anything, "Oh no, bitch not today! Take your raggedy ass out of here before I beat it." She took a step towards him, kicking her feet out of her shoes and bringing her hands up into boxing stance, "Nigga get the fuck out. You ain't wanted here." He didn't even look at her, his eyes were glued on me, "I go if she say." He was dragged from behind and Lau came Into the room, giving a sob I reached for him and he darted past Rio to take my hand, "I'm here baby. Larry go, you'll make it worse for her." He was right the pain in my stomach was nothing to the pain that was now in my heart, I felt like my soul was being ripped apart. How could he just turn up, after leaving like a thief in the night, turning my face I looked at Lau and gripped his hand, "Make him go." From the corner of my eye I could see Larry sag. "Fine I'll leave, but I'm coming back when the baby is here." Rio shoved him, "Don't bet on it." After he was gone she leaned on the door, flexing her fists, "Y'all mind if I stay? If I go out there I will beat the black off him." I gave a tired laugh and nodded, "Feel free dude." Labour was pretty easy, all things considered. Once Lau was with me I could relax slightly and after 5 hours I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. The nurses cleaned him off and handed him to me and I fell in love. His little wrinkled red face screwed up as he cried was like nothing I had seen before. Lau snuggled up beside me and we both looked down at our boy, "He's beautiful." Lau said stroking his finger down his cheek, Rio came over to look and smiled at me before kissing my forehead, "Well done baby girl." He face turned serious, "You want some time alone before he tries to barge in." She jerked her head towards the door, suddenly I was exhausted, I just wanted to hold my boy and sleep for weeks. Looking down into his face I nodded, "Tell him to come in." At the sound of my voice his eyes opened and I was floored by what I saw, his eyes sparkled in the lights, a stunning shade of ice grey. "Oh, my beautiful baby." Lau leaned down with a smile, "He got eyes like his cousin." I could barely stand to look away, he seemed to focus on me, and then his mouth opened wide in a yawn and his eyes dropped shut and he was asleep, his face turned into my chest. "What you calling him?" I hadn't even heard Larry come in. Slowly, making sure not to jostle the baby, I sat up so I could face him. Lau moved off the bed and stood in front of my slightly to the side. I reached out and he reached back and our hands met, gripping hard. "Why did you come back?" His eyes fell to the baby in my arms, "Could he be mine?" "You lost rights to him the second you left us." I hissed at him holding my baby close, "That's not what I asked Aya." He sounded so tired, I wanted to hug him, feed him up and look after him. But I kept getting these surges of anger, how could he have just left? "He might be. But as I said, you lost any right to him the second you took off your ring and left your family." He sighed and leaned back on the door. "I was wrong to do that. I'm sorry, I wish I could take it back. But at that time it seemed right, after London, I didn't feel like I knew you anymore. I couldn't stay when I wasn't sure I loved you anymore." "I loved her, I still do." Lau spoke up, "If I love, you love bro." He squeezed my hand as Larry dropped his head, "I know, but, I just felt wrong." His head lifted and I could see his eyes were red, tears stared to run down his face. "But I know now baby, I know exactly what you felt when you found him. When you got the chance to get back at him." I tensed, what had he done? "I found Dwayne. And I killed him." I gripped the baby so hard he woke up and started to cry again. Numbly I rocked him and murmured to him, Dwayne was dead, gone? He could never touch me again, never hurt me or my family. And Larry did that. The baby stopped crying and began to root for a nipple, again without thinking I pulled out my breast and helped him latch on. The suckling pulled me back to earth, Lau was looking just as shocked as me. My voice shook when I spoke, "You killed him?" Larry nodded, "Yes. When I found him, he said such disgusting things about you. I, I just lost control. I hit him, and I hit him. And when I was done I couldn't lift my arms and he wasn't moving. And I ran, just like we did before, just before I left the country I heard his body had been found." I couldn't put it all together in my mind, Dwayne was dead and Larry was the reason. Looking down at my baby I was overwhelmed by a feeling of gratitude, as much as I wanted to hate him, Larry had given me freedom. "Eli." Lau turned to me and sat on the bed again, "Baby?" I stroked my son's cheek, "I want to call him Eli." Lau nodded and kissed me, "Then he can be Eli." "Eli Bourgeois. My son." Lifting me head I felt tears splash down my face, "Larry. I will always love you, and I can't thank you enough for freeing me from the threat of that man." His face lifted and it made me feel even worse, "But I can't let you back into my heart. You've broken it one time too many." He slumped and sobbed, without my asking Lau took Eli, who made a sound of dissatisfaction at being taken from his food, he stood to the side and, after fixing my top, I opened my arms to Larry. He came to me and sobbed into my hair, "Sorry, I so sorry." I cried into his chest, as I tried to comfort him. "I know you are babe, but right now it's not enough." The bed dipped as Lau sat beside us, his hand coming to rest on Larry's back, "You can see the girls Larry, they miss their papa but other then that. I can't risk you leaving me again." His sobs slowed eventually and he nodded, "Okai. Can I hold him before I go?" He pulled back, his eyes red and swollen from crying, sniffing myself I nodded, with infinite care he took little Eli and held him close, he was so small he barely filled both his hands. "I sorry little man. I'm sorry I don't get to be your papa too." He dropped a kiss on his head and handed him back to me, Eli was watching him with those grey eyes, his little face serious. Choked up I watched as Larry tried to pull himself together, "You have my number. Please, call me when I can see the girls." He turned and went to leave, his shoulders stopped like the world was pressing down on him, "Larry wait." He stopped but didn't turn, I battled with myself before I found the right words. "Maybe I'm wrong." I looked down at little Eli, "He deserves to have a daddy and a papa too." Larry spun, his face filled with cautious hope, "I can come back?" I bit my lip, "Not fully," Lau now hand his hand on mine, I looked at him and he nodded in encouragement. "We're moving. Staying in the same area but we want a bigger space, we can make sure there is a room for you. If you like?" His head seemed to be on a spring he nodded so fast, "But this doesn't mean we are back together." "No, I know. But know that I will never stop trying to make you love me again." I smiled and motioned him back over with my head, "That's fine as long as you know that I might not give in." He smiled slightly, "My stubborn baby." He sat on my other side and we all looked down at our son, while Larry might be back, our family had a whole new dynamic now. But I was happy.

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Chapter 49

***LARRY*** I paced up and down the reception area of my hotel. I wasn't sure I was doing the right thing, but since I had seen the picture of Aya, pregnant. I couldn't think. My mind was constantly racing, was it mine too, the article said she was due at the end of April, so the dates matched up. It could be mine, not that we would ever know, but if there was a chance, I wanted to be there. Stopping I scrubbed at my face, I had no right, no right at all to even ask, but I had to. I wanted to see my child. "Larry?" At the sound of his voice I spun, and stopped. He looked different, there hadn't been many pictures of him in the time I was gone, his hair was out as normal, but his eyes were different, guarded. And he had filled out too, more muscular, his shoulders wider. But I could still see my face in his. "Lau." We ended up in a coffee shop, Lau didn't order anything but I got some food. I hadn't eaten since leaving Brazil. "Why you here?" He sat back in his chair arms folded and watching me with a blank face, "Is it my baby?" He shrugged, "We never know, you know that." I looked down at the table, and picked my muffin apart, "But could it be?" He sighed then nodded, "Maybe." "And you kept it from me?" I couldn't keep the accusation from my voice. "You left, how could we tell you?" His eyes bored into mine, I looked away first. "You could have tried." He slammed his hand down on the table, making my plate jump and people look over at us, "Dammit Larry! You left her again, you left me, you left our daughters. And you expect us to just call when we found out? Say all was forgiven and ask you to come back?!" He shook his head, fists balling on the table, "So selfish. For a while I felt bad. I wanted you to know, but I had to hold her when she realised you were gone, I had to listen to her cry at night when she thought I was asleep. I saw what you did last time when you walked out, I saw it first hand. You did that to her and you expected her to want you to know?" I shrank back at the venom in his words, it was all true, but it still hurt to have my brother say it. "Who's to say you wouldn't leave again?" "I didn't know." He turned his face away from me, "But you had to know there was a chance. You left her with a necklace and your ring. You knew you might be leaving her with a baby too." ***LAURENT*** I clenched my jaw as Larry sat in silence, I wanted to say so much more, but I held back. I shouldn't have come here, he wanted to just be allowed to come back, but I wasn't sure I could forgive him. I'd missed him so much and now he was here I could barely stand to look at him. How could he have done that to us, and just left me to clean up after him. He still wasn't saying anything, pushing back from the table I stood up, "I have to go, my family is expecting me." It was a cheap shot, but it felt good, "Lau wait please." He stood as well and faced me, pale and gaunt. Like he had been when he left before, but I could feel sorry for him this time, last time things had looked so bad. This time, he walked out just when Aya needed him the most. "Please, I just want to talk to her." I shook my head sadly, suddenly exhausted, "I don't think she would see you even if I did ask Larry. I'm sorry, but you broke her heart too bad this time." His eyes began to shine with tears and he clenched his jaw, "I have to try." Again I shook my head, "It won't work. Are you staying in the country?" He hesitated before nodding, "Yes, I want to be close now." "Alright, give her time, she'll let you see the girls eventually. But she said she doesn't want you to have anything to do with the baby." His face fell and for a second I wanted to comfort him like I always do, slowly I reached out and patted his shoulder, "It can never be the same bro." He slumped into his seat and choked out a sob, alarmed I dropped down beside him and pulled him into a hug, "I'm so sorry." I fought back tears of my own as I rubbed his back, "I know bro, but sorry can't fix everything. Come I take you to your room." With Larry leaning heavily on me, I got him back to his room and on to his bed. He lay flat out, staring at the ceiling with unseeing eyes, "Can I get you anything?" He shook his head and I began to worry he would do something stupid, I sat down next to him but had to stand again to get my phone, which was buzzing angrily. On the screen was a picture of Rio flipping the camera off, "Yo?" "Boy." Rio sounded strained and my heart jumped into my throat, was something wrong with the girls? "So Aya's water just broke in front of the girl's school. We in a cab to hospital, Tony's got the children, but you gone need to hustle yo ass down here." In the background I could hear Aya moan. The sound of it had Larry sitting bolt upright, "Lau! Baby, I need you." "Tell her I'm coming." I ended the call and strode to the door, rustling behind me made me stop, turning I could see Larry dragging on a sweat shirt. "You can't come bro." There was fire in his eyes when he faced me, "Try and stop me."