Elijah and I had been in my bedroom with the door closed. My body was still tingling even with the metaphoric bucket of ice water Misses Frost dumped on us by coming home. I haven’t even officially moved in, and I had already broken one of Mister Frost’s rules. Now I know why he wanted that rule. He obviously knows that his sons are horny teenage boys. And he must have guessed how weak I am when it comes to them.
Not that I regret what happened. Since the accident, I’ve been so down on myself, having Elijah tell me I’m beautiful and then having him show it. Well, it helped my confidence a little. I’d been so embarrassed when he stripped me bare and just stared at me. I’d wanted to hide from his gaze, but he wouldn’t let me.
I shuddered a little as he set me down on the foyer floor, having insisted on carrying me downstairs at the memory of the heated look in
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I had grumbled the entire time we were at dad’s office. He had some big case coming up and had Darius and me sorting through depositions. It was tedious as fuck. All I wanted was to be at home with Riko. Fuck I love saying that. Home with Riko. It is about the most right sentence ever. I wanted to be the one to stay home and help her unpack. I wanted to be there, helping her settle in. And I know I’m not the only one. Darius doesn’t want to be at work either. It seemed like forever when dad finally told us we could pack up for the day. “I swear if I have to look at one more piece of paper on this stupid case, I’m going to scream.” I grumbled as I followed Darius to our SUV. Dad had already headed to this car so that he couldn’t hear me grumbling. “And just think dad wants this to be our lives.” Darius
Maybe I should have taken my grandparents up on their offer of an apartment. The boys were making living in the same house difficult, and it was only day one. However, it was nice to sit down and eat a meal with all of them, even with their parents. I have to try harder, not so easily cave to these feelings they stir. I told Mister Frost I would abide by his rules while renting this room.Today was not a day I was looking forward to. Today I will be going back to school. I’d taken a shower last night and had my uniform set out for this morning. I was thankful that the uniform for girls was a skirt, so I didn’t have to worry about ruining a pair of slacks to accommodate my cast.But now, as I sat at my desk, dressed for school, I looked between the two wigs Misses Frost had insisted on getting me while I waited for my hair to grow back. On the
It’s been a month since Riko moved into the house and started working at mom’s construction company. I had zero doubt that she’d manage to excel in the office environment. None of us did because our girl is amazing like that. None of us expected to see the spark in her eyes during a meeting with Jackson from HKS Architects discussing design plans for a new hotel.It appears our girl has a knack for design. Mom and Jackson were impressed with some of Riko's suggestions for the design, even if she was timid in making them. But I can't fault her for that. She hadn’t been working at the company long and to speak up during a meeting with her boss and the lead designer? Anyone would be intimidated. But she did, and her suggestions got added to the design.On the days that I get to work at the office with her after school, I don’t even ge
Waking up, I still feel a little disoriented as I don’t immediately recognize my ceiling. Has it really been over a month since I moved in with the Frost family? It doesn’t feel like it’s been that long. Yet also doesn’t feel like it’s been that short. Does that even make sense? Time feels like an illusion.At times I feel so comfortable and at home among them that it feels like I’ve been here forever. But then, when I look at the calendar or think of the future where I may be separated from the boys, I feel it’s not been long enough. I want more time. I need more time with them.And after meeting their extended family at the wedding, I don’t think I want a future without this family. Especially their girl cousins. I loved getting to meet them, and Reese has become one of my close female friends in a short a
Surprising Riko with a visit from her grandparents was the perfect start of the day. We let her relax and enjoy quality time with her grandparents while we set things for our date. Elijah had already packed a picnic basket of items that were in thermal carriers to keep warm. A container of mini meat pies is kept warm, and a container of the mini s'more's cheesecakes is kept cold. And then three thermoses, one with butternut squash soup, another with hot apple cider, and the last with hot chocolate. It didn’t need to be super fancy for our girl to love it. As the sun began to set, we packed the basket and some warm blankets into the car before going into the living room. “So we are going to kidnap our girlfriend now.” I announced, scooping her up from the sofa where she’d been sitting with Yūri. “Darius!” she exclaimed, trying to keep her dress in place.
I haven’t seen or heard from dad since Christmas Eve. I don’t know if I want to either. He needs help, and it’s not the kind of help I can give him. And after everything he did and how he treated the boys, it’s going to take time and big improvements on his part to convince me to forgive him. I’d been so terrified that night when we pulled up, and I saw him staggering as grandma was making him leave. After such a wonderful date with my boyfriends. A magical date where they told me they love me, and I said it back, this is what we came home to. And instead of just leaving, he punched Forrest. I was still angry at him for hitting Darius while I was in surgery and then Elijah while in my hospital room, so for him to hit Forrest, to hit the last of my boyfriends, I didn’t know what to feel. I know my father is no slouch when it comes to fighting. He’s
I was glad that only one of the boys came with me to the check-in counter. I’m pretty sure I would die of embarrassment if the concierge saw the three of them and I checked in for one bedroom. Sure they’d not be wrong to think we were here to have sex, but I don’t want to be judged. Once I had checked in, Darius and I met with his brothers and headed up to the seventh floor to our suite. Forrest let out a whistle as we walked in. “This is fancy.” he nodded. We wandered from the entry area through an archway to find a lush-looking living area with a fireplace and a mini grand piano. Glancing to the left, I saw a formal dining area. “This way.” Darius smiled, taking my hand as he followed his brothers back through the entry to a set of frosted glass double doors. Elijah pushed them open, leading the way into the massive bedroom. “This place is so beautiful.” I whispered.
It’s amazing how much can change in a mere eight months. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life after high school. I moved to town, intending to keep my head down and go unnoticed. I only knew I didn’t want to keep moving wherever the Air Force sent my dad. Then my entire world was flipped upside down, and everything changed when I met Darius, Elijah, and Forrest Frost. Who’d have thought accidentally running into Forrest outside the office on my first day would result in finding the loves of my life. And it’s not just finding love. I found my passion for architecture while working for their mother’s construction company. From meeting them, I found myself. Sitting in on meetings with architects and learning the ins and outs of the business, I found my spark. I found what I wanted to do with my life.
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Growing up as a military brat, I didn’t have too many holiday traditions. Unlike my husbands, who every year growing up knew they would go cut down a tree, and they’d go to the trellis lights event. We moved enough that it was hard to maintain traditions. But there was one that even after mom died, we kept alive. Cookies.I don’t have a lot of memories of my mom, but I do remember that every Christmas eve, no matter where in the world we were, she’d have me in the kitchen with her to bake cookies for Santa.Cranberry white chocolate and walnut jam thumbprint cookies were my mom’s go-to. I think because we could get the ingredients no matter where we lived.And since having our kids, I get to share that tradition. So right now, our kitchen is abuzz with activity. Elijah and I are working with Hikari, Saki, and Akio to make cookies. Darius is holding Ryū while Forrest is taking pictures.As an early gift, my dad ordered l
My brothers and I are still reeling from how things went at the trellis lighting event. I mean, yes, the fact our sweet Hikari pushed another kid was jarring. And that kid’s mother… Joanie Walker was a piece of work. But all of that faded as the event progressed. All for the unlikely flirting between Reese and Don.When I invited Don to meet up with us at the event, I never would have guessed he’d hit it off with Reese in a million years. He’s certainly not her usual type. I’m not putting him down or anything. Don’s a great guy.I’ve never seen Reese even look twice at a guy who couldn’t at least stand a chance in an arm-wrestling match against her. Reese just came out of a bad breakup where the insecurities of lesser men once again got in the way. I don’t want Don to be a rebound.I just don’t know how to broach the subject with him or with Reese. I decided today I should just clear the ai
I have loved going to the waterfront for the light-up event since I was a kid. I loved it even more, when we started bringing Riko with us. Even if we got looks and people whispered about us. Those whispers didn’t get better after we started having kids. But I will never let the opinions of others impede my enjoyment of the event. As I was unloading the van, I felt arms wrap around me and literally lift me off the ground in a bear hug. “Hey, cousin!” Clay greeted, squeezing me harder. I rolled my eyes because this is just how my cousin is. He wants a reaction to indicate that he’s stronger than me. Which okay, he is. Like his father, Clay works hard in the construction company and has won some bodybuilding competitions. But I’m not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing he’s stronger than me. “Put my Bampás down,” Saki glared up at Clay and kicked him in the ankle. I snickered at my little girl coming to my rescue. “You gonna make me, p
In our family, there are only three traditions. The big holiday party at Frost manor has been a tradition since well the estate was built. But it was primarily a big deal in Hazel Frost’s day. It’s a big deal with the whole family and the influential people that run in the Frost social circle.Eye Roll! I could care less about rubbing elbows with politicians, lawyers, movie stars, and business owners of fortune 500 companies. They are not my style. And not really my brothers’ style either. We’ve been lucky the last few years to decline the invite because we have little ones. Before the kids, we didn’t get much choice but always ducked out early with Riko.The last time we went was the party the year we got married. We left after I decked Brant Jones for pinching Riko’s ass and asking if she’d like to give hi
When my husbands said they had a spa day planned, they really meant it. My day started with a body wrap, manicure and pedicure, facial, and then a couples massage where thankfully the staff didn’t say a word that it was me and all three of my husbands. I appreciated the lack of judgment.After our massages, my husbands sent me to change into an outfit of their choosing. I was a little concerned it would be something dirty and scandalous. But I found a beautiful sleeveless wrap dress with a flutter hem in a blush pink with floral print hanging in the changing room.I, of course, spoke too soon about the nothing scandalous part as I found a soft pink floral applique longline demi-bra and thong set where my maternity bra and panties had been. I sig
This getaway was more needed than I wanted to admit. I miss my children. God, I miss them. And that's why I feel like a terrible mother because a large part of me is happy to be away from them. Maybe I should see my therapist like my loving husbands have been suggesting since before Thanksgiving. I haven't wanted to admit it. But maybe I really do have postpartum depression. I don't want to feel this way. It isn't good for me. And it's not fair to my kids, especially Ryū. Why am I contemplating my mental health while wrapped in the warm, loving arms of Forrest at five in the morning? Because I woke up to my breasts aching, needing to be pumped, fighting my tears at how much I miss my baby. "Riko? Baby? What's wrong?" Forrest's groggy voice question
The glass-bottom boat was really cool. Getting that view of all the sea life in waters deeper than we were snorkeling earlier. We got some more great pictures to show the kids and other family members when we get back.I know Cassidy was miffed that we were going on this trip. Not that she said anything to us, but Collin grumbled about showing him up. I told him to step his game up. Can’t keep doing the same shit. He needs to keep her on her toes.Tonight we shared another dinner on the terrace of the villa together. We have a plan for tomorrow that will knock our wife’s socks off. And with luck, everything else she’s wearing. This was a getaway to remember. Great views, great food, and even better company. Yet, I still miss the kids. We’ll have t
I miss my kids. I miss waking up to my girls jumping on my bed shouting for me to get up before they eat all the cocoa puffs. I love those little hellions. They are so mine it’s not funny. Not to say I don’t miss my boys. Hikari and his sweet smile and a big hug when I would get downstairs. I miss Ryū so damn much. His sweet baby smell and the weight of his little body as he slept on my chest. “Get up.” Darius grunted, shoving me out of bed. “Why are you and Elijah so mean. I’m going to enjoy not waking up to either of you tomorrow.” I grumbled, rubbing sleep from my eyes. “What, I thought you’d be missing your violent wake-up call from the twins. I’m not jumping on the bed, so this is the best you get.” Darius taunted that same devious gleam in his eyes our girls often have. I sighed and rolled