Chapter 3
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Chapter 3
Arrival
Maggie
We arrived in Hawaii. Nash and Nixon untied my wrists and ankles, then removed my gag.
I glared at them. “Was that necessary?”
“Yes,” they said.
I huffed, rose from my seat, and bumped into Nixon.
“Do you mind, Hulk Hogan?” Nixon asked me.
I hauled off and smacked him twice.
“What the hell?”
“Piss off, Nixon.” I pulled out my overhead luggage from the compartment, then pushed past everyone and exited the plane.
*****
Nash
“How is it that you helped with binding and gagging her, yet she does nothing to you?” Nix asked me.
“Because I have my ways of pleasing her.” He smirked.
“Ew.” He gave me a disgusted face, then grabbed his carry-on bag and exited the plane.
“What’s up with Maggie?” Dad asked me while we exited the plane.
“She isn’t into the kink.” I smirked.
Dad gave me a weird expression.
*****
Maggie
I exited the plane, walked to the baggage claim, and then waited for my bags to arrive on the conveyor belt. The nerve of the brothers to bound and gag me. Are you serious? What is wrong with them?
The bags moved on the conveyor belt, and I noticed mine. I reached for it when someone beat me to it. I turned to see Nash standing next to me with a smile. I shot him a glare.
“Oh, come on. You won’t stay mad at me this entire trip, will you?”
“I might.”
“I bet I can change your mind.” He leaned in and kissed my neck.
I tried not to cave to him. Nash and Nixon still miffed me. His hand touched my waist, pulling me closer and making my body heat. Then he slid his lips down my neck while leaving brief kisses in his wake.
I must resist Nash’s kisses. He continued to caress my neck as my legs turned to Jell-o and my nether regions became warm. It was getting harder and harder to resist until a soft moan escaped my lips. Yep, I caved. I can't help it. Nash has soft, plump lips.
Nate walked by with his bag. “Do you mind? We’re in a public airport, for Christ’s sake!”
“Yeah, no one wants to see that,” Nathan said.
“Well, unless you want free live p**n,” Nixon said. “Well, you two are getting it on in an airport.” He walked away as I rolled my eyes.
Nash and I grabbed our bags, following everyone as Nash grabbed my ass. I shot him a glance as he shrugged. Yep, this vacation would be fun.
*****
We rented cars for our duration here and drove to the beach houses. We pulled up to a beach house. I swear to God this house was a freaking mansion. Good God, it was huge.
We got out of the car.
“Damn, Daniel,” Nixon said. He earned a look from Nate and Pat and rolled his eyes. “What? It’s okay for Nash to produce live p**n, but it isn’t okay for me to swear. You’re hypocrites.”
“Nixon Richard Gray! You won’t see the light of the day if you continue,” Pat said.
“Your middle name is Richard.” I squinted my eyes at Nixon
“Yes, my middle name is Richard. Are there any more stupid questions? No? Good.” He stormed off.
“Someone is touchy.”
“Yeah, and that’s why he hates when the triplets come. He has always been touchy about his middle name,” Nash said.
“Since they almost impeached Richard Nixon until he resigned, I would say so.”
“But they also pardoned him,” Nathan said.
“Because President Ford was an i***t,” Noah said.
“President Ford wasn’t an i***t,” Nate said.
“Yeah, you keep telling yourself that, Dad.” Noah walked into the house.
Did I mention this trip would be fun?
*****
Once inside, we found our rooms. Since we would be here for two months, I unpacked. I didn’t want to live out of my suitcase. As I finished putting my clothes away, Nash strolled in and plopped down on my bed.
“Um, excuse me. Don’t you have a bed?”
“Yeah, but this bed is comfier.” He started bouncing around on it.
“Dare I ask what you’re doing?”
“I’m making sure nothing squeaks. If it does, I’ll buy some WD-40.” He smirked.
“I don’t think it matters.”
“Why?”
“Since my room is in between Nixon and Nathan’s rooms, I’m sure they’ll have something to say.”
“Damn straight! No one wants to hear two rabid dogs going at it!” Nixon said.
I held out my hand. “Nixon made my point.”
“Thus, I’ll make sure Nixon wears earplugs.”
“Don’t even think about it, brother! I refused to listen to a headboard hit on the other side of my wall. I need my beauty sleep!” Nathan said.
“It doesn’t matter since you’re ugly,” Noah said.
“Then, you must be ugly too since we’re almost identical, you dope!”
“Nah, uh. I’m the better-looking twin! Ma even said so!”
“Then she lied!” Nixon said.
“You’re mad because you must deal with no action!” Nathan said.
“Only because his d**k is small.” Noah chuckled.
“You have a small d**k, brother!” Nixon said.
“If I hear one more word about the size of someone’s p***s, none of you boys will like me!” Pat said
“Sorry, Ma!” The brothers said.
“Do your brothers always act this way?”
“You’ve lived with us for almost a year, and you’re now asking me that.” He chuckled while shaking his head.
At least, it was better than having to deal with the triplets and Jamie. Jace wasn’t too bad because he left me alone. Thank God. Jaime and Caleb, well, they weren’t my biggest fans. Carson and Cody wouldn’t leave me alone. I swear those two boys were in heat every time they saw me.
I could deal with the Gray family since we’re in Hawaii. Well, I had Nash here while staying in a romantic place. What’s better than that?
“You’re not serious?”
Okay, when Nate yells, it’s never a wondrous thing.
We ran out of our bedrooms and downstairs to find Jonas standing at the front door, along with his bags. We walked over to them.
“Come on, Nate! I have no place to stay,” Jonas said.
“Jonas, what happened?” Pat asked.
“Jamie was bitching about coming here.”
“Why is it okay for him to swear, but not me?” Nixon asked.
Nate shot Nixon a warning glance.
“I’m only saying.”
“When Karen asked why, he said because Nash punched him at Thanksgiving. When I tried to explain what had happened, she got pissed and kicked me out. She said that I chose my brothers and nephews over my own damn family!”
“How is defending someone from getting insulted, choosing one family over the other?” Nate asked Jonas.
“Because Karen feels Maggie isn’t a real family member.”
“Well, neither is Aunt Karen, but you don’t see us complaining,” Nash said.
“She needs to loosen up.”
“Well, if you would have worn your raincoat, you wouldn’t be in this mess,” Nate said.
“Yeah, please don’t remind me. Can I stay here?”
“Fine. Nathan, you’re sharing a room with Noah.”
“Better make it two rooms.” Cayson walked up with his bags. “Thanks for leaving me with that wet blanket who you call a wife.”
“What happened?” Nate asked Cayson.
“Possessing the same DNA as Jonas makes you an easy target. That woman is nuts!”
“You know that you left Dominique and your boys there.”
“Yeah, so?”
Nate gave him a glimpse and shook his head. “Boy, you’re dumb.”
“Dominique is a full-fledged Italian. She can handle the wet blanket. Plus, Dominique has the boys with her. Give her a few days, and Karen will beg for Jonas to return.” Cayson smirked.
Nate shook his head and glanced at Pat. “My brothers are idiots.”
“Yep.”
“Fine. Nash, you’re bunking with Nixon.”
“Oh, come on, Dad,” Nash and Nixon said.
“Nope, I don’t want to hear it. You’re bunking together, and that’s final.”
Yep, this fun vacation would be fun and exciting. But, God, help us survive this family vacation.
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