Chapter 15 - Crisis Averted

Garrett

I’ve seen her strength and fragility. Serena had shown a lot of backbone telling Paul off like that. But then she worried over it. I loved how much she cared. She had been hurt. Throwing me into the mix with no context was not the best idea Paul ever had. Serena had a lot dropped on her in one night, but she was strong. Now that she had a plan to talk things out with Paul, I could tell she felt better. She ate her food with gusto. I liked that she had curves for days and would make sure she ate well at all times, especially since we were trying to get her pregnant. I couldn’t wait to see her round with our child. All of us would be daddy to any baby she had. I wasn’t going anywhere. I’d be moving into the penthouse pronto. I didn’t want to miss a moment with her.

We had a lot of things to learn about one another. Today, I had learned what she liked for breakfast. Yesterday, I had learned how she tasted. How to make her cum with my mouth. And what she felt like when she came on my cock.
Serena was a wonder. I had gone to the club last night to appease Paul. He was insistent that I meet her. I thought I could resist. She was lovely, but I hadn’t found anyone that had fascinated me enough to break my self-imposed celibacy. Until I saw her.

She was my fantasy come to life. Everything about her captivated me. Her hair, her lips, her eyes. Her luxurious skin and curves to die for. And then her submission to me, after I told her my truth. One that even my brothers didn’t know. She was my first, and now my only. I’d share her with them, like she deserved to be shared. She needed all of us to make her whole and we all needed her to be complete.
The guys and I had been family for a long time. So many ups and downs in our lives, Paul, more than any of us deserved to be happy. Dear old dad was an asshat. His three marriages caused severe anxiety and commitment issues in all of us. Our moms were no better. Selfish and vapid creatures, all of them.

But I could see that Serena filled in all the cracks in his soul and now mine. Devon, of the three of us, seemed less affected by all the drama of our lives, but I knew he was wounded too. He had protected Serena from me, the unknown factor in this love affair we have begun. But neither of them needs to worry. She’s mine now, as much as she is theirs. We will adore her and cherish her for the rest of her life. And adding in a baby? No matter who was the actual father, we would all join together and be the best dads imaginable.

I knew she would be a wonderful mother as well. She worried over Paul who got his feelings hurt tonight. That was his own doing. Devon and I had warned him not to surprise her like that. He needs to learn how to take advice. Even though she was mad as hell, she wanted to make sure he was okay. I want her to be that concerned for me as well. I wanted her to love me, and I was going to dote on her and care for her until she did. We had only just met. I could be patient, for a little while.

Devon set up the computer on the dinning room table and made a video call to Paul who was at his hotel for the night.

Paul answered right away from his phone. He looked like he was in a bar and, what the fuck??

“Hello,” he slurred.

He was so drunk he was swaying on what be a bar stool. There were people and tables behind him.

“The fuck you doing, Paul?” Devon demanded.

“Just having some drinks with some new friends,” he said slowly and carefully. I could barely understand him.

“Daddy?” Serena asked. “We need to talk.”

“Thought you were made at me,” he said, his voice all sloshy.

“I was. You surprised me and lied to me. But now you’re making things worse!” she said, her voice high pitched and a little whiney.

“Sorry,” he said but it was hard to understand.

Then the worst thing that could happen, happened. A beautiful blond woman leaned down and whispered in his ear, though we could hear her perfectly fine.

“Want to go back to my room?” she said in a sexy bedroom voice.

“He’s taken,” I ground out loudly.

“Fuck, no!” yelled Devon.

“Goddammit, Paul!” Serena cried out.

“Supposed to call me, Daddy,” Paul slurred some more.

“I will if you get to your room, now and alone, Paul. Right fucking now!” Serena was furious.

The woman went back out of view. I heard Devon on the phone with someone. I’ll pay your five hundred, I heard him say. He looked at me with a hard stare. He was speaking to someone at the hotel, I just knew it. He was going to pay them to take Paul to his room and put him to bed.

“I’ll send it by PayBuddy or Cash-out – whatever you want just get there now!” He ordered.

Devon must have realized where Paul was, the hotel bar, and got a bell hop on the line. He waited and we all stared at Paul through the screen that he was holding sideways.

He was muttering to himself, and I have no idea what he is saying but he says Serena’s name and looks so sad. I don’t feel sorry for him though. I’m so damn pissed at him.

Serena looks devastated. I don’t know how to help her or fix this situation beause it looked really fucking bad.

Paul drops his phone, I guess forgetting we were still on a video call or so drunk he can’t hold the phone any longer.

We hear a commotion and Devon is speaking again.

“Yes, he dropped his phone on the bar, we are on video call, pick it up so we can see you,” he barked.

Paul’s phone is picked up and we see a young guy looking us through the screen.

“Okay, I got him. I’ll take him up now. I’ll call you back as soon as I have him in his room,” the man says as he cuts the video feed.

Devon takes his phone from his ear and glares at nothing. I wrap my arms around Serena and pull her into my lap.

“He’s hurting baby. He needs to be your daddy and calling him Paul is upsetting him.

“Well, he’s not acting like my Daddy. He’s acting like a baby!” she whines against my chest as I cradle her.

I pick her up and take her to bed. I hear Devon closing the computer and following behind us. I haven’t been to the penthouse with them before, but I figure out pretty quickly which bedroom she’s staying in with Devon behind me directing me. I walk into the bathroom, and I begin to undress her.

My cock wakes up at the thought of seeing her naked, but I ignore it. She’s not in the headspace to fuck right now. She needs some care and devotion. I sit her on the toilet while I get the water warm and start filling the tub. I find some of her body wash and stream it under the running water. Bubbles start to form, and I help her in the tub. I sit on one side near her head and Devon sits on the other side.

By the time the tub is full of soapy water, Devon’s phone rings. He lets out a deep breath, the tension running out of him and therefore me.

“Send the details on where to send the money. And thanks man. I really appreciate you doing that for me.” He clicked off.

“He’s in his room now?” Serena says softly.

“Yeah, baby. He’s plopped on his bed and out like a light,” Devon answered.

“Thank goodness,” she murmured.

Thank goodness, indeed. Crisis averted.