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“Morning, baby,” Brix said brightly as he joined Dromio and I in the kitchen the next morning. He leaned over and gave me a heated kiss, reaching out for a good grope as well. I moaned and leaned into to his touch.

“Distract him in an hour after the baker gets here and the orders are done,” Dromio teased. We’d been up for hours baking what we hadn’t gotten done last night since neither of us had been in the mood with the turn of events.

“Fine, I can wait that long.” Brix gave me a wink and then poured himself some coffee. Ansel walked into the kitchen moments later, not meeting anyone’s gaze.

“Mo rning,all,” he said gruffly and sat down at the table with a muffin. Callum came in minutes later and did almost the exact same thing.

“I have another field to plow that I need your help with, Taji,” he said distantly as he stared out the window. I nodded and then realized he wouldn’t see that.

“Let me finish helping Dromio and I’m all yours,” I replied, closing my eyes at the word choice when it hit me. I heard a few clinks and a gasp, and shook my head. “I’m all yours to help plow.” I tried to clarify, but the damage had been done. Ansel stormed out of the kitchen and out the back door.

“I wish that was true,” Callum whispered sadly. I turned to him and saw tears running down his cheeks before he too disappeared out the back door.

“I didn’t mean it like that or to upset them,” I said in a choked voice as I pulled the pan of bread out of the oven.
“We know, sweetie. Give them some time.” I nodded at Brix’s advice, unsure I had any other choice again. “We’ll catch up after you’re done here and you’ve helpedCallum, yeah?”
“I’m come find you.” I swallowed down my grief at losing Ansel and Callum. It wouldn’t be fair to Dromio and Brix who were being so great to me and loved me so much.
I bustled about, stuffing my feelings down and trading light conversation with Dromio. When we were done and the baker would be coming soon, I hurried out to the barn and shifted. We’d agreed that I’d never shift out in the open again with Ethan and people on the lookout for a bayard. It was much easier to explain a man walking out the back door and the horse having been in the barn than if someone saw me changing form.
Callum must have pulled the plow out of the barn already so I rode right to the field. He hooked me up and we went to work. He never said a word to me, whereas before he talked on and on about his plans for the farm and everything he’d planted so far. Now the silence was deafening as if we were strangers… Or worse, I was just a horse to him.
Hours later we were done and he unhooked me from the plow. He gave my rump a firm slap. “Okay, I’m done with you.” I turned and bit him. He didn’t have to be cruel that we were ending! “Ouch, Taji! I didn’t mean it like that.”
I didn’t care. Yeah, I’d slipped up earlier but my words weren’t harsh. I raced back to the barn, ignoring his calls, and shifted the moment I was hidden. Then I bolted out the back door and down to the stream, diving right in.
“I said I was sorry!” Callum called out minutes later when he caught up with me. I flicked him off and kept swimming. “This isn’t easy for me either so don’t be a little shit about a slipup.”
“Fuck you,” I shouted and made my way to the bank. His eyes went wide at my words, never having spoken to him like that. “Yeah, that’s right. You heard me, Callum. Fuck you!”
“So you’re going to be like this now?” He growled, his hands balled into fists at his side. I stepped onto the bank and over to him, shoving him hard enough that he fell back and landed on his ass.
“I’m hurt. Is that what you want to hear? Fine. You fucking hurt me!”
“I hurt
you
!” he bellowed as he went to get back up on his feet. I shoved him again and he landed right back down. “Stop that!”
“No! You had your chance to talk. Now it’s my turn and I’m too pissed off to curb myself,” I shot right back. “You selfish prick! You really don’t love me. You were either kidding yourself or flat-out lying. If you really loved me that would be all that mattered. But it’s all about possession with you! You want me to be yours and yours alone. Don’t you care how that would hurt your brothers?
“If they had to see me be with you every day and I denied them after what we shared?” His face fell from anger to contemplating what I said and I knew I was getting through to him. “Dromio said that part of the reason he loves me is that I make his brothers so happy as well. That’s love. That’s a selfless man who accepts that I matter to all of you, that I want to
be
with all of you.
“I’m sorry this isn’t how you saw things going. I never thought I’d fall for any of you. It wasn’t in my plan. I just wanted to ease some of your worries. That’s all I thought about when I offered myself to each of you. If I had known this was how things would have gone I would never have shown myself to you.”
“You mean to any of us,” he corrected.
“No, to
you
,” I growled. “I wouldn’t trade the love I share with Dromio and Brix for anything in the world. But you and Ansel? I wish I’d never touched you now, never been in your arms because all I feel is regret when I look at either of you. I gave myself
completely
to you, all of you. I’m sorry that’s not enough and all you care about is keeping me as only yours.”
“Then you should just go if all you feel is regret,” Ansel said coldly from a few yards away.
“What?” We both gasped.
“Go, Taji,” he ordered and pointed off the property. “You wormed your way into our beds and our hearts and now you’re tearing this family apart. The only way I see to keep my family together is if you leave. Get some of Dromio’s clothes since he’s the closest to you in size and get the fuck off our property.”
And with that he left and my heart shattered into a million pieces.

Chapter 8

“He didn’t mean it,” Callum said as he got to his feet as I backed away from him.
“Yes he did,” I whispered as I turned towards the house. “And that makes me the biggest fool ever. This is worse than trusting the wrong people and being abused. So much worse.” I ran towards the house, going around to the front where I didn’t have to see Dromio in the kitchen.
The joke was on me because he was in his room trying to take a nap. “Taji?”
“I need a set of your old clothes, the smallest ones you have,” I muttered, not letting him see that I was crying.
“Sure, baby, but I have to say I like you walking around naked all the time,” he said with a chuckle as he got out of bed. “Why do you need clothes?”
“Ansel told me to leave,” I answered. Simply saying the words felt like daggers in my back and heart. “He said I was ripping this family apart and to get off your property.”
“What?” Dromio bellowed and was out of the room in a flash. I raced after him and tried to stop him. Dromio stormed outside and right up to his eldest brother. “You selfish asshole!”
“It’s for the best, Dromio,” Ansel said calmly. Dromio reached his brother and punched him in the face.
“I
love
him, you bastard! You can’t just send him away like a solicitor. This land isn’t just yours and you can’t just banish people from it.” He hit Ansel again and I landed hard on the ground, my legs giving out in shock. What had I done? I had wanted to make them smile and happyand all I’d done was cause pain and grief.
“What’s the meaning of this?” Brix demanded of Ansel. “Who are you sending away?”
“Me,” I whispered, staring at the ground as tears fell. “He’s right. I’m going to tear you all apart. I never meant for any of this. I swear I didn’t.”
“They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions,” Ansel mocked. I looked up at him then and this time Brix hit him.
“Stop it, please,” I whimpered. “Don’t hurt him or hit each other.”
“No, even I think he deserves it,” Callum growled, shocking the shit out of me. It seemed Ansel didn’t get it either because he stared at his brother.
“I thought you agreed with me,” Ansel defended.
“On sending Taji away like he means nothing to us? No fucking way. I understood how you didn’t want to share the one you wanted to marry and I did feel the same about that.” He turned and looked at me then. “But you were right. That was selfish of me. I knew from the beginning we would share you and there was enough love in you that none of us would ever feel slighted. I changed the rules, you didn’t, Taji.”
“What are you saying?” I whispered as I felt my stupid heart hope.
“That I do love you and that’s all that matters. I’m not sharing you with random men because you can’t help but spread yourself around. I’m sharing you with my
brothers
and it would kill them to have you choose me. But yet, that’s what I wanted because I was so wrapped up in how I saw a marriage. Fuck that. I’ve never believed that everything in life worked better if it was normal. I’m not changing my mind now.”
I watched as he kicked dirt onto Ansel and then moved over to me. I held my breath as he knelt down in front of me and cupped my cheek.
“Thank you for smacking some sense into me, my love,” he whispered. “I
do
love you and want you to be mine. If you’ll still have me, I’ll gladly share you with my brothers who love you and who you love. They’re lucky that someone as special as you loves their sorry asses.”
“You won’t change your mind again later?” I asked as he leaned in.
“Wild horses couldn’t tear me away from you or make me stop loving you.” He winked at me at the pun. “I’m yours forever as long as I only have to share you with my brothers.”
“Like I could take on any more sex or crazy men,” I giggled before kissing him. When we parted I saw Ansel get to his feet and brush himself off.
“Fine, then I’ll leave,” he grumbled. I shot to my feet and raced over to him, wrapping my arms around.
“Please don’t do this,” I begged. “I won’t take you from your home. I’ll leave.”
“No!” the other three shouted.
“I don’t know what else to do,” I whimpered. “I love all of you andI won’t see the man I love leave his home because of me.”
“That’s why you’d leave instead of letting me be the one to go?” Ansel asked as he pried me off of him.
“Of course. I love you, Ansel. It would kill me to watch you leave your family farm. You love this place and do everything you can to make it better. I can’t take this away from you.”
He searched my eyes for something for a moment and then nodded. “I’ll stay and so will you.”
“I don’t understand,” I whispered, shivering as if cold from his swirling emotions when he stepped away.
“Real love is being willing to sacrifice what you hold dear for the one you love,” he said, his back to me. “You were willing to leave Callum, Brix, and Dromio because it would hurt you to see me unhappy and leave my home.”
He walked away and I stared after him as he went into the barn. A few minutes later I heard him banging his hammer.
“I still don’t understand,” I repeated as I stared at the other three. “I wasn’t willing to give any of you up. He wanted me gone or he was going to go. It’s not my house, it’s his. It’s not fair that me being here would drive him away.”
“He’s saying that if you left, you would have left us behind,” Dromio explained. I felt my eyes go wide as his meaning sunk in.
“I didn’t mean it like that,” I blurted out.
“So you’d have decided for us that we’d all leave?” Brix offered, raising an eyebrow
“I didn’t mean that either!” Okay, now my head just hurt.
“What did you mean then?” Callum asked gently.
“That I didn’t want Ansel to hurt and leaving his home would hurt him,” I answered, scrunching my eyebrows together in thought. “I wasn’t thinking of anything else right then because all that mattered was making his paingo away because I caused it.”
“And yet you didn’t,” Callum said with a smile. “He did. But you were so focused on his pain you agreed to give up everything else you loved just to make it stop.”
“I don’t love you guys any less,” I whispered, his meaning sinking in.
“We know that,” Dromio said firmly as he pulled me into his arms. “Ansel’s and our point is that you love us so completely, so soul filling, that when you focus on one of us, it’s
all
about that person. You don’t bring the others into your thoughts of that person. So it’s not really sharing your love or focus because there’s so much in you that you have enough for each of us as individuals.”
“I think I get it but it’s still making my head hurt,” I mumbled as I snuggled against him. “And Ansel’s still miserable.”
“Go scream at him. It worked for me,” Callum offered as we headed back to the house.
“No.” I shook my head and looked up at him. “He just broke my heart in a way I didn’t think possible. I’m not sure I could forgive that. He just tried to banish me, toss me away as if I was easy-toreplace garbage. I don’t want him hurting but I don’t want him near me anymore either.”
“That’s more than understandable,” Brix said gently. We went to his room because it was the second to the largest with a bigger bed and talked about easy things, light topics.
Callum suggested that maybe we should knock down one of the walls of the room and make a bigger one for all of us.
Dromio was going on and on about getting some real clothes made for me so I could go out in public one day. But that I’d still have to race around the property naked all the time because it was hot.
And on and on they went, trying to comfort me and distract me. I nodded along, smiling and appreciating the effort, but there was still a huge hole forming in my stomach and heart. There was nothing that could be done about that.

* * * *

Needless to say, Ansel and I avoided each other. But still it seemed like fate would bump us into each other at the most inopportune times. Like the next day when Callum was taking me down by the stream and I was screaming in bliss. I open my eyes and Ansel is standing off in the distance watching us, crying.

Then later on that day I walked into the barn to shift and help plow and walked in on Ansel having a small breakdown. He was sobbing in the corner of the barn, holding onto a blanket we’d made love on just a few days before. I wanted to go to him. I wanted to tell him everything was okay and that I loved him.

But how could I say that when I wasn’t sure how I felt anymore or if I even
wanted
to love him?

The day after that I walked over to the stream to wash and Ansel was sitting on the bank, pleasing himself. I know it was wrong to watch, but I was frozen in shock… Mostly because he kept repeating my name. When he finished he groaned out
Taji
loudly and then flopped back to the ground. He saw me standing there and I raced back to the house, unsure of what else to do.

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