Chapter 18: Chapter Seventeen

Grant “That bitch did what now?” Keith blasted from the other end of the phone line. I held the phone away from my face and stepped further away from the café I’d stopped at to grab some coffee. I was the only one of us with a class this morning, and I’d blown it off to call my brothers. I’d headed out from Celia’s not sure of what to do first, but as I’d waited in line for the coffee, an idea had started to form.

Keith had been the first one that answered, so he heard the news first. It wasn’t that I preferred him over the other brother, it was just that Colin hadn’t answered the phone yet. Of course, he’d had a long night with Celia the night before.

“She cut off all of Celia’s hair. It’s as short as yours now.” Mine was still growing in, but the cap had covered that up from Celia as I held her only a few minutes ago. It was the first time I’d held her in my arms, and I felt as if I was in fucking heaven!

I’d wanted to kiss away her tears, pull her into a closet, and fuck her up against the door the minute she fell into my arms, but I’d been a gentleman.

“And what do we do, now, Grant?” Keith asked carefully. I knew what he didn’t want to hear. He wanted to keep playing the game. He didn’t think she was ready to know that she’d been fucking two brothers all week and that one was still waiting his turn.

It was insane that she still didn’t know there was three of us. We were well known on campus, but she didn’t socialize a lot, so that was probably why. I got the feeling there weren’t a lot of people in her life that she could talk to either, so there’d been nobody that could reveal the plot to her so far.

“Grant?” Keith asked in a warning voice. He knew what I wanted to do. “She can’t stay with us; she’ll figure it out.”

“No, she won’t, not if we’re careful!” I interjected quickly and looked around in frustration. “What else can we do? The school will want to investigate it, and they’ll make her go back to living with that psycho.”

“Can’t we find her somewhere else to stay? A hotel or something?” Keith asked as soon as I’d finished.

“How is that going to make sense to her? We have that big old house but don’t invite her to stay there until other arrangements can be made? There are three fucking floors, Keith!” I spoke loudly into the phone, so loudly some other early morning students turned to glance at me.

“You’re right, but I don’t think Colin will like it.” Keith wasn’t really caving to my idea, he just thought Colin would back him up and that he could lay the blame off on Colin then.

“I don’t give a fuck what Colin will like or won’t. She needs a place to stay. Clear a room for her since you don’t have class this morning.”

“I’ll do that. But I still don’t think Colin will like it.” Keith said and took a deep breath. “But I’ll get on it.”

“Good. I’m going to get her an appointment at that hair salon on campus, and then I’ll bring her back later. Or you can, or Colin. Whatever. I can’t wear this knit cap all day. Maybe you guys need to think about cutting your hair if we aren’t going to tell her?”

“Fuck man, I like the way she pulls my hair. Fine!” He growled an angry sound and I knew he’d just pulled his own hair. “Fuck. Why do there have to be so many psycho bitches in the world?”

“I don’t know, Keith, but you guys need to sort that out too before you see her. I got to go, I’m almost to that salon. I’ll call you later. Let you know what’s up.”

“Great. Have fun.” Keith hung up the phone, and I knew he was in a bad mood. I was too, so for once, I didn’t take his shit.

That crazy girl had upset our woman, had laid hands her, and somehow, she would pay. My phone rang and I saw it was Keith.

“Hey, the psycho bitch, is she that Rachel girl that came on to us the first night of the semester?”

“Yeah, that’s her.”

“Good, I wanted to make sure I knew which bitch it was. Later, bro.” He hung up and I wondered if he was up to something. He knew the sorority sisters and he knew that Rachel was trying to weasel her way into their sorority.

For now, I would let him and Colin deal with things the way they wanted to, but I’d make sure to get my own in too. One way or another this woman would pay for what she’d done to Celia.

I hadn’t even fucked her yet, but already, I wanted to protect her. Of course, I’d heard her with Colin and Keith. I’d even watched once, when Colin fucked her in the hallway, too eager to get her to his bedroom on the first floor. He’d had her right against the wall. He had her with her front to the wall, her face turned the other way, so she hadn’t seen me looking out of the door of my study. She’d been beautiful and was magical to watch. If the brothers got their hair cut today, then maybe I’d get to have her to myself tonight.

I liked that idea, although we had shared women at the same time before. We hadn’t exactly been angels since our parents died and left us with nannies and caretakers to fend for us. I wanted her to myself, only for a little while and later we could get back to our normal game. Later, after we’d all had a good taste of her, I knew we’d reveal what was going on and if she didn’t hate us for it, we’d have our own perfect mate that we could share.