Marissa's POV

"Yes, Mr. Sterling, I'm looking forward to seeing you as well. Of course, thank you, sir," I hung up the phone and let my head fall in my hands. I'm not sure if I want to kiss or strangle Gabriel. News of his involvement in my Halloween party had made G&R the talk of the town and every client seemed to want to attend now. We'd even had to move the event to a larger venue.

"Is this a bad time?" Chloe asked, gently knocking on the door as she stuck her head in. "I can come back."

"Nonsense, come in. Save me," I joked. She fell into the chair across from me with a sigh. I noticed her complexion looked off like she hadn't been sleeping well. Her baby bump was just now becoming noticeable. "How are you feeling?" I asked.

"Well, that's what I wanted to talk about. I know we had planned on me coming over with the boys over a few weeks ago, but then Jackson showed up suddenly, "she said cautiously, "He, um, well, he's out of town again for business," she used air quotes around the words for business and made a face. "I wondered if we could come over this weekend instead?"

"Actually, that'd be perfect," I said. "I don't have any plans, and it will be an excuse to avoid work calls." I grinned, "We can watch movies and binge on ice cream after the kids go to bed."

Her eyes almost glazed with happiness, "Ohh, could you get sea-salt caramel ice cream?" She clapped her hands together, "I'll bring stuff to do our nails!"

I giggled. I'd missed this. Sometimes I just wish I could take Jackson out of the equation and keep Chloe all to myself. Hell, I'd even keep the kids - I love kids. I'd always wanted them, and Winston and I had been trying before the accident. "Sounds like the perfect night! How about I send the car to pick you three up, say eleven tomorrow morning?"

"Let's say closer to noon. The morning sickness ritual should be passed by then," Chloe laughed and rubbed her stomach. "This little guy is very stubborn."

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I'd gotten lost in my contracts again when another knock surprised me. I looked up to see Gabe's blue eyes watching me. He had a garment bag over his shoulder and a mischievous smirk on his face. "Hey spitfire, how are you?"

I gave him a genuine smile, "So much better now." He stepped in, letting the door close behind him as he met me halfway across the floor. He pulled me against him, his mouth covering mine. I swear I could get lost in his kisses. The garment bag was draped over the back of the chair and his arms wrapped around me tighter. I let everything leave my mind and melted into his embrace. We were breathless when our lips parted.

"I think someone really needed that," Gabe chuckled, pressing his lips to my forehead as I let out a soft hum. "We've all fucking missed you. Do you want to spend the weekend at our place?"

I let out a sigh, "I can't. Chloe and the boys are coming over tomorrow for a movie night." He gave me a questioning look. "I'm not the only one Jackson's been acting odd around," I explained. "She thinks he's having an affair or something. I guess they've been struggling for a while and she just needs a friendly ear. I invited her to bring the boys over and relax. We're binging on Disney movies, ice cream, and painting our nails - a very exciting night," I giggled.

He sighed, "Then I guess it's a good thing I fucking brought your costume to you." He pointed to the garment bag, "But you aren't allowed to see it until Halloween night, understand?" I nodded, "Good girl." I shivered. "Now, since we are going to be denied the pleasure of your company this fucking weekend, you can join us for dinner tonight." I started to protest due to work but was quickly silenced with another kiss. "It wasn't a request, little girl," he said.

That deep baritone made my core clench. "Yes, Daddy."

He pulled out his phone. Group text: Gabe: Dinner at Shanghai 21 tonight with Marissa. She has fucking plans tomorrow, so we are kidnapping her tonight.

Owen: plans? 🤨

Marissa: movie night with Chloe and her boys - Disney, ice cream, and nail painting

Luke: I want ice cream and Disney...maybe nails

Victor: reservation is at six...Luke, sweetie, we can go for ice cream after dinner if Marissa is game

Marissa: 🍨is life!

North: 🙄

Sean: 🙁 I'm working a double...

Marissa: 🙁 I'm sorry, Sean. I miss you 💋

Silas: I'll drop off food for you, Sean

Sean: Thanks love, and Marissa, I miss you too 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

Nate: Kota and I may be a bit late - in a meeting. Can someone order our usual, please?

Owen: Of course - see you soon loves

We closed our phones and I giggled. "Have I mentioned how amazing you all are? The way you all communicate and clearly love each other is just, well, amazing."

Gabe chuckled, "It wasn't always like this. You've brought us fucking closer, you know. Ever since you walked the fuck into that conference room and then Luke's bakery, you've pulled us together again. We are eating meals together, texting more, spending our free time together - hell, we're even making it a fucking point to make more free time for each other."

I was shocked. This seemed to be such a natural thing for them. "Why the change? I mean, you all seem so connected," I asked.

He let out a sigh and pulled me down onto the couch next to him. "As we've mentioned before, we've known each other most of our lives. Some of us since damned elementary school, but all of us since early high school. We used to work together as well, but after we married Sang, well, fuck, we started to change. I guess it was normal, just part of growing up, but what we didn't expect was to fall in love with each other." His face flushed, "I guess I was always curious about Luke and Victor, but when I was a kid, I got teased for being gay - to the point of having my ass beaten regularly by kids at school or my step-mom's boyfriends. I was afraid to admit anything until one night Luke and I got so drunk. We woke up the next morning, naked and sore as fuck - fucking literally." I couldn't help but giggle at his phrasing, which earned me a kiss. He took a breath and continued, "I know Sean said it at dinner but Sang really fucked us over. I mean we fucked up a ton - we tried to shield her from the fucking world after her bitch of a stepmother beat her daily, but then we didn't let her become her own person, or maybe she didn't fucking know how to be her own person - fuck, I don't know even now. All I know is that when she left that note and her wedding rings, we fucking imploded."

I wrapped my arms around him, giving him a moment to recover. "You don't have to say anything else, Gabe. I'm so sorry for what you all experienced."

"Oh, spitfire, you have no idea how much we needed you, hell, we still need you," he groaned. "It was like we were in a fog, then you fucking come into our lives and remind us that we're a family and we need to fucking act like one again."

"But I shouldn't be the reason you spend more time together. You all need to be there for each other because you love one another and you're family," I said.

I gasped when he pulled me onto his lap and growled, "Haven't you fucking figured out that you're our family too?" My mouth moved, but I couldn't say anything. Gabe's hand ran down the side of my face, "Marissa, you have all of us captivated. You're like a fucking force of nature and we can't get enough of you." His mouth was just centimeters from mine as he spoke, then his lips crashed against mine and my body took complete control. I gripped at his hair and shirt pulling myself against him, his erection pressing against my core. He let out a soft grunt as he raised my skirt, his fingers quickly finding my clit. I bucked and moaned as he flicked his thumb over my swollen nub, then pressed two fingers inside of me. My mouth trailed along his neck as I gripped his hair and let out a soft cry when he pressed against my inner walls. "Fuck, spitfire, that's it," he groaned, his hips snapping upward, "Let me fucking her those sexy little sounds." He grabbed my hair and pulled it, making me look into his eyes. "When you're ready I'm going to fuck you so hard that you won't walk for a week, little girl. I'm going to bury my cock in your tight fucking pussy and make you beg your daddy to fill you with cum. You're my fucking little girl, Marissa, and I'm never letting you go, understand?"

I blinked slowly, "Yes, Daddy, I understand."

"Good girl, now cum for Daddy," he purred as his fingers slammed deep, his thumb pressing against my clit. I pressed my mouth against his neck to muffle my scream as my juices flooded over his hand. He lifted his fingers to my mouth and I took them, sucking them clean. Gabe groaned, "So fucking perfect."

I leaned against his chest and felt myself dropping. I know he was talking to me, but I didn't really hear him. It wasn't until another pair of arms came around me that I realized we weren't in my office anymore. "Take a sip, sugar," Luke said softly. Gabe was rubbing my back, as I was sandwiched between the two of them. I blinked, trying to figure out where we were.

"We're in the limo, spitfire," Gabe said. Oh, I didn't realize I said that out loud. "Yeah, you did, and you're still doing it," he laughed. "I'm sorry, baby, I didn't even stop to think you might drop like that."

I looked at Luke and whispered, "LuLu, why does Daddy Gabe look so worried?" They exchanged looks and I giggled. They were acting so silly.

"Well, sugar, you passed out at work. Daddy Gabe was scared you were hurt, so he asked me to come help," LuLu explained. My eyes got wide. Did I pass out? Why? "We don't know, sugar."

"My mouth keeps talking without telling my brain," I giggled and gave Gabe a kiss. "I'm okay Daddy, I promise."

He stroked my hair and kissed my nose, "Okay babygirl, I was just scared. It's my job to keep you safe."

I nodded, "I know. You said I'm your little girl. I like that, Daddy. It makes me happy - happy like Kota's gift," I said, smiling as I showed them the little yarn collar and bell Kota put on me the other day. "I haven't taken it off," I giggled and flicked the little bell.

LuLu smiled and laughed, "Oh sugar, that will make Kota so happy. Does that mean you want to be his little kitten?" I nodded and made a meow sound, but it wasn't very good. "Um, sugar, what time is your friend coming tomorrow?"

I bounced in the seat, "She's coming at noon. We're going to have so much fun! She's been so sad. I don't want her to be sad. She's going to have another baby, she should be happy. Jack Jack is being mean. He says mean stuff to both of us. I'm glad he keeps going away. I don't like being at work when he's there - he scares me now." I slapped my hand over my mouth. I didn't mean to tell them that.

Daddy Gabe held my chin, "Little girl, has he done something or said something to upset you?"

"No Daddy, not since I hit him with the binder clamp," I giggled, "Sorry, I know it wasn't nice, but I was so mad at him. He hasn't been around much since then."

"Good, now I think you need to come home with us tonight. I'll make sure you are at your apartment before she arrives, okay?" he said.

"Otay, Daddy," I said and leaned against his chest. Then giggled when my phone buzzed.

Group text: Luke: Change of plans - Little Marissa will be staying with us tonight. Her playdate is at noon tomorrow.

Victor: I'll cancel reservations - any food suggestions?

Marissa: PIZZA!!!!! And creme soda

North: What kind of pizza, babygirl

Marissa: mushroom, black olive, and pineapple - and creme soda

North: umm...okay what about juice instead of creme soda

Marissa: 😾😾😾😾

North: I'm going to take that as a no. Victor, can you grab the soda

Victor: Sure thing

Marissa: Thank you Daddy North! Thank you, Victor!

Kota: Do you want to watch a movie, kitten

Marissa: Yes, pwease! I have my bell too

Kota: ???

Gabe: Seems a certain little girl loved her kitty collar - she hasn't taken it off since you put it on her Kota

Kota: Awww, such a good kitten

Marissa: *purr*

Gabe: Headed to the house now.

Daddy's arms wrapped around me as LuLu laid his head in my lap. I felt happy as we rode to their house. I don't ever want to lose this feeling.  

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