Worn, white, wood planks delineate the trail from the bride’s personal staging space to the altar.

We’re positioned for an ideal sundown backdrop, and the photographer’s already taking photos.

A lady steps out from behind the privateness screens. The tiny pink bikini prime leaves extra breast uncovered than lined. It’s onerous for me to see the rest. Then her toned leg makes an look by the slip within the matching wrap-around skirt. Fuck.

My eyes path upward to her darkish hair that the wind insists on blowing over her face.

Her pink lipstick matches her bathing go well with. She tucks a hair behind her ear and her enormous smile falters. Her mouth drops open. And she or he stutter-steps as we acknowledge one another.

It’s Cheri from the diner. No. Fucking. Approach. Am I hallucinating?

I elbow Stonewall, however keep in mind that he wasn’t on the diner. I lean ahead to catch Commando’s consideration. Preserving my voice down, I urgently whisper, “Is that Cheri?”

His expression serves as affirmation.

Stonewall says, “How have you learnt her identify?”

“She works atKeep Yer Stomach Full.” I wrap one hand across the different fist. If Dad expects us to be chill about him marrying a girl he’s solely identified for in the future, it could’t be that bizarre that I need to fuck my stepsister.

Dad clears his throat. He doesn’t appear to have heard what we’re saying, simply needs us to be respectful.

Cheri has regained her composure and made it down the wood walkway. As she reaches the altar, her gaze wanders between the three of us and our dad.

She takes her place on the bride’s aspect and hones in on Stonewall. He fidgets, shoving his hand in his pocket, and her gaze follows.

The music shifts to a reggae Bridal March. I look on the bride, then again at my brothers.

Stonewall whispers, “I’ve received her panties in my pocket.”

Six

Cheri

Timing is essential because the photographer arranges us in entrance of the attractive sundown. Dutifully moving into place beside my mother, I smile. Will the images reveal the chaos in my thoughts?

I can’t determine if that is good or a whole nightmare.

There’s not a cabana boy or any male on this island as swoon-worthy as my three stepbrothers. Can ‘what occurs on the island, stays on the island’ apply to people who find themselves returning to Peach Backside Valley as my new household? I’m fairly certain Avery would say sure. Time to pivot on the fabulous plan she laid out.

The photographer has our dad and mom step to the aspect so he can take photos of the siblings. My coronary heart races and my ft wiggle,burying themselves within the sand as I stare straight forward, making an attempt to disregard the three attractive males I’m considering a fling with.

Standing near my mom and touching her was superb. Touching my stepbrothers is the start line for a ridiculous variety of fantasies which have already clogged my grey matter.

“Three of them and one in all you.” The photographer rubs his chin. “Let’s begin with the three brothers in again and little sis in entrance.”

Once I fail to interact my ft, the photographer factors. “You, proper right here.”

My legs develop wobbly and a knot types in my core. “Sure, sir.”

A tortured groan, I imagine from Taz, comes from behind me. The sound ideas the scales. Who wants a cabana boy when I’ve these three? Or a minimum of Taz. Who knew how vital Avery getting his quantity would grow to be?

I look over my shoulder and my eyes catch on his chest as he takes in a deep breath. The depth of his gaze paralyzes me after I lastly search for that far.

He brushes a finger towards the again of my hand. No matter witty remark I deliberate on saying is gone. He says, “Sure, sir? Are you at all times so well mannered?”

“Sure, sir.” Alarms go off in my mind. The sand underneath my ft, the whisps of hair streaking throughout my face, and the lingering contact of his pores and skin on mine… each sensation lights up my physique with want.

A flash causes me to blink and reflexively flip to the photographer. “Nice shot, trying as much as your new massive brother. How about you guys decide her up so she’s laying throughout the three of you?”

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