Chapter 23 - Worth It

**Devon**
I sat at the bar and waited for my ex-girlfriend to arrive. I felt guilty as I nursed a beer. Lavinia was late, as usual. I could never depend upon her being on time for anything while we were together. It had only been a six-month relationship a couple of years ago. The bitch was crazy as hell and I didn’t have the bandwidth to deal with her, so I let her loose.

Which in itself wasn’t easy because she’s not good at taking no for an answer. I know I’m giving her false hope by calling her up out of the blue like this. And I’m afraid she mighit do something to jeopardize my new relationship. I wouldn’t put it past Lavinia to do some crazy shit just to fuck with me.

When I set up the meeting, I told her I needed to talk with her and let her draw her own conclusions. That was the only way I could think to get her here. I was second guessing myself and I would have left but then she walked in the door.

Damn she was fine, the whole fucking package. Her big titties bounced as she sauntered in and looked around. The short skirt she was wearing showed off her tanned and very shapely legs. Her hair fell down her back in waves and I remembered what drew me to her in the first place. She was very, very fuckable. But that was all she was, her personality sucked.

I waved her over when she looked my way. She gave the prettiest smile, but I remembered my Baby Girl. I am not going to cheat. I am not going to cheat.

My new mantra.

Lavinia leaned in and bussed me on the cheek, her perfume wafted over me, and I clenched my fists. This woman was a fucking temptation, and I made a mistake meeting her alone.
I am not going to cheat. This wasn’t a hotel. I picked a public place for a reason.

“Hey girl, you look great,” I told her by way of greeting. I asked her what she wanted to drink and called the bartender over.

“I am so glad you called, Devon. I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately,” she said in that sexy throaty voice she had.

“Well, I need to ask you some questions. You’re the only one I know that might have the information I need.” I got straight to the point.

The less time I spent with her, the better.

“What kind of information are you looking for, Devon?” she asked as she leaned in and put a well-manicured, hand on my arm.

I started to sweat. I had never been tested like this before. Lavinia was a good looking and very sexy woman. I’ve always had short term relationships in the past, just like with Lavinia. I had cared for her, but mostly I had just done hook-ups in the past. Sometimes I’d do the same woman again, but I hadn’t found anyone that I wanted to keep for the long term like Serena. Her face swam in front of my eyes. I swallowed hard. I could do this; Baby Girl was worth it.

I kept my voice soft as I took her hand off my arm.

“I truly just need some information, Nina. It’s important.” I used her nickname to emphasis my point.

Her drink arrived and she took a sip before she sighed and rolled her eyes. “I had hoped you called for a different reason. Give me your questions, I’ll do what I can.”

I asked her if she had heard anything about Dad trying to get us married off. I tried to be vague as possible, but she knew me enough to know that it was important.

“I haven’t heard anything like that, but my Pop wants me to attend a dinner with him this weekend. Ever since Mom died, he takes me places as his plus one a lot, so I didn’t think anything of it or ask where we were going. Let me call him right now,” she said.

I listened to her side of the conversation as she tried to pry information out of him. She started by confirming what time and what to wear before asking where they were going. I watched her eyebrows wing up and she looked at me. Fuck. It was bad news, I knew it.

“Yeah, okay Dad, see you then,” she said before she hung up.

“Looks like we’re having dinner together this weekend,” she teased me with a smile on her face.

But I couldn’t smile with her. My dad was meddling in our lives, and I didn’t know what to do about it.

“If my dad is trying to set me up, he’s probably going to do the same for Garrett and Paul. He’s been asking us when we are going to settle down. What are the other families that might have daughters our age?” I asked her.

She tapped her nails on the bar, thinking. She gave me a few names and it made sense. I paid our tab and leaned down to kiss her forehead.

“Thank you, Lavinia. I truly appreciate that you took the time for me. I have to go and tell my brothers what we found out.”

She stood up and pressed her body to mine.

“Who is she?”

I was startled, but Lavinia wasn’t stupid.

“Her name is Serena and I’m not looking forward to my dad’s meddling ways,” I said.

“You just tell him you found someone. How hard is that?” she asked.

“It’s complicated. I have a feeling he won’t approve,” is all I said.

I watched Lavinia walk away for a moment, but then I ordered another beer. Damn, it was hard being faithful. I never imagined I’d have trouble, but I kept my wits about me and sent her on her way. I’m a little surprised she didn’t make a scene, but I’m glad that’s over.

Now what are the three of going to do when dad tries to force women on us this weekend? Obviously we have to tell him, but I don't imagine he's going to take it well if when we explain.

I wasn’t lying when I said I didn’t think he would approve. There probably weren’t a lot of people that would understand our quad relationship. Honestly, a few months ago I would have said the same. When Paul introduced me to her for the first time, all I could think was how much I wanted to fuck her. It only took hours for me to realize I wanted more. Just sticking my dick inside her would never be enough.

We were talking about marrying her We even found a ring. I liked our dynamic even if I might have a hard time articulating why.

Serena was perfect for all of us. Always taking care of us individually and as a group. Whether it was our favorite dessert for dinner or spreading her legs. She always gave us what we needed.

She was worth fighting for.