Carter
I've been driving my father's Range Rover and I pull it up to the estate after having run some errands. I’m surprised to see Kieran in the driveway, apparently waiting for me.
Is this about Stacy? Does he know that I fucked her?
That must be it.
I think about what I’ll say. There's no way I'm giving Stacy up, not yet anyway. She's the best lay I've had in a very long while.
Kieran and I, while we used to be close, things have been cold between us. Percy's conniving ways have drawn a rift throughout the entire family. Where once we stood firmly as three brothers united against the world, now there’s distrust in the air. Nobody knows what's going on, and it's all his fault.
"Hey, man, what's up?"
"Carter, we have a problem."
"Let me guess, it's about Stacy, right? I was going to bring that up. I was just waiting for the right moment."
"No. It's not about her. I mean, I know you fucked her. And I did too. And I am planning to continue that,” he tells me with a quick shrug.
Well, okay then. At least that much is clear.
“But that's beside the point. We have a bigger problem at large."
"Percy?"
"Yup. And guess what the slimy little bastard has been up to?"
"I've been trying to find that out." No luck so far. Maybe Kieran’s done better at figuring it out.
We walk inside so that we can have more privacy, through the house and back out to the pool area where Percy's ears can’t reach.
Kieran looks around, then leans forward. "He's been like a cancer to this family, eating away at everything our father built. I know we’re not blood, Carter, but we spent all those years having each other's back, and you’re the closest thing I have to family now. We need to stick together."
I consider what he's saying. I get it. We need to unite against Percy instead of letting him divide and conquer.
"So what's he done? What's his angle?"
"I met with Stacy, and we had a very revealing conversation. She told me some things about Percy."
"Things? Like what?"
"Well, I'm sure you could see that their marriage is based on lies. He would never touch her."
"Of course." I shudder at the idea of Percy putting his hands on her body.
"It looks like he's holding something over her family,” Kieran continues. “He's blackmailing her in some way and I'm not sure how, but it's bad. She's really torn about it, and she feels like one wrong move could leave her family in total collapse."
Now it all makes sense to me.
I knew something was wrong. I instinctively knew that Stacy hasn’t been happy, no matter how well she tries to hide it. The girl is a great fuck, sure, but she's also really kind and I find that endearing. I want to protect her from Percy – she doesn't deserve to deal with his manipulations.
"So that's what’s been going on. I knew she wasn't pregnant. But she never breathed one word of it to me."
He takes a seat on one of the lounge chairs and we watch the setting sun in the distance.
"I'm surprised she told me, Carter. I think she's finally had enough of his abuse. But I also think she's still terrified of what might happen to her family."
I scrape my hand across my jaw. "Fuck, I know. That's not good, not at all. She must really feel like a prisoner here."
"Oh, she is. She’s definitely a prisoner. He has her by the throat, figuratively. It sounds like we’re the only ones who have touched her." He smirks.
After hearing this depressing news about what my brother's done, I just want to go to Stacy and fuck the living daylights out of her to remind her that she has nothing to worry about as long as she's with me.
I’ll protect her.
Especially now that I know what’s going on.
"I'm so glad she confided in you, Kieran. Otherwise, where would we be? With Nolan acting all crazy I have no idea who to trust anymore. I didn't think I could even trust you." Though I still can’t as far as Stacy’s concerned. Kieran fucking my girl makes me feel a little crazy.
"Yeah, same here,” he breathes out, frustration dripping from his words. “Our father's house hasn't been the same since he died."
"It puts everything into perspective, doesn't it?"
And that also makes me think of Stacy. She must have been feeling so vulnerable and alone. I've been with her without even knowing what she's been going through, and some part of me wants to make that up to her.
She's worth caring about. At least, I think I’m starting to care. It’s not something I’m familiar with.
"So," he says, "I think we need to put aside our distrust for now, and work together to solve this thing. Percy has nothing now that we’re beginning to unravel his plan. Agreed?"
"Yes, agreed. I'm glad to have at least one ally. I was beginning to feel like there was nothing to do except wait."
I feel better knowing that Percy’s on his way down – and by our hands. I've had to deal with him for so long and I'm just done with it. He's never been a true man, and he has nothing but deception on his hands. I feel hopeful about things now – maybe we’ll be able to keep our father's fortune entrusted to the right people.
"So, what's our next move?"
"Not sure, but I know that we need to work together until father's true wishes are accomplished."
He holds out his hand and we shake on it.
And then I see her. As I stare, Kieran turns his head, and we both look up towards Stacy's balcony, where she's come out in the skimpiest of lingerie. I smirk, remembering how I stole her lingerie when I fucked her the first time. Call it a souvenir.
Fuck, she looks tasty standing there – and if I know anything about my brother, he’s thinking exactly the same thing.
My cock is rock hard now, just watching her from a distance.
“Let’s go,” I tell Kieran, and we both stand up at the same time and start making our way toward the house. It might make me crazy to think about Kieran and Stacy, but right now I want her so much that I’m willing to share. If she wants both of us, she can have us.
And right now, I’m ready to show Stacy just how much we care about her.