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She preened, so proud of Trig.
“I… I don’t belong here.”
She patted my arm, gave it a gentle squeeze. “Honey, you belong where you’re loved.”
That hurt. A lot. I wanted it to be true, but it meant I didn’t belong anywhere. Because my mother cared for her liquor and random men more than me. Father had never cared for me. Mr. Trout only wanted a youthful, submissive bride.
I shook my head knowing a huge, loud family like the Wilders didn’t need a family reject.
“Stop hogging her!” Lainey said as she stomped into the kitchen, preventing Ann from saying anything else. “I’ve been waiting all my life for the moment when I get a sister.”
Ann let me go and stepped back so that Lainey could wrap her arms around me and give me a big squeeze. It was awkward since she came at it from the side, but very thorough.
“We’re going to have so much fun,” Lainey added. “If Trig ever shares you.”
“I’m sharing her now,” Trig grumbled at her. “She hasn’t even been here a day. If I wasn’t so generous, I’d keep her to myself for at least a week.”
Oh my. “Um–”
“Can we eat now? I’m hungry,” Bray–or I thought it was Bray–called, coming in behind his sister.
“You’re always hungry,” Charlie said, whacking him gently on the side of the head.
Bray fake winced and rubbed the spot.
“So Sis, question for you,” Hayes–maybe?–stated. He reached into one of the open containers and pulled out a cube of cheese and tossed it in his mouth. It took me a second to realizehe meant me, not Lainey. He calledmeSis? “Mashed potatoes. Smooth or lumpy?” he wondered.
Everyone had come into Trig’s big kitchen and stood around the island. Colt or Cam had the fridge open but was waiting for my answer.
I looked to Trig, who gave me a small smile. It was clear he loved his family and his family loved him.
“This is important,” Hayes added. “She can’t be in the family if she answers wrong.”
Everyone started shouting at once. “You’ll be out of this family if you keep that up,” Charlie warned. “We’ll trade her for you.”
Hayes winked at me, which made Trig whackhimon the head. “Get your own girl to wink at.”
“I… um, I–” I was afraid to say. This group was big and definitely crazy, but they were fun and poked fun. They were including me. Making me one of them and it surprised me. I was unsure of what to say or do to not mess it up.
So I said finally, “I’m not much of a cook, so I love mashed potatoes any way someone else makes them.”
Everyone was quiet for a second, then pandemonium erupted.
Trig came over, wrapped an arm around me and pulled me back into his chest. He murmured in my ear. “Good girl.”
I looked up at Trig and he smiled. Then kissed me. We’d done some pretty naughty things, like jumping right to third base and then whatever Trig did to me over the kitchen table–where Charlie was placing a stack of plates right now. Then there’d been waking up on the couch with Trig’s head between my thighs. He’d kissed my pussy.
But never, not yet, had wekisskissed.
But he put his lips to mine for the first time right in the middle of the chaos of his huge family. And I liked it. I likedallof it a lot.
I felt wanted. Not only by Trig, but his entire family. They’d known me for ten minutes and I was one of them.
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ELLIE
The kissin the kitchen didn’t last long. Not long at all considering it was our first kiss. Right after, Trig had disappeared into the mudroom and I wondered if it was to get his dick I’d felt against my belly under control. The last thing he probably–and me–wanted everyone in his family to see was his hard on.
