Page 37 of Colin (The Doherty Mafia)
Our groans matched each other’s. She had complete control over me right then and I didn’t care. She could have everything.
I’d already told her more than I should have last night…what the fuck was I thinking?
I wasn’t thinking. That was the problem.
Sex with her was the only thought in my head.
“Colin!”
We both heard a female voice outside the bedroom door. Marley gasped and rolled off me, pulling the sheets up around her.
“Is he even home?” Another muffled female voice was heard outside. There was more than one person in my apartment?
At nine AM?
“What’s going on?” Marley murmured beside me.
“It’s just my sister,” I replied.
My stepsister, Isabelle, had decided to let herself into the apartment and she’d brought Reese and Leah along with her.
They were standing in my kitchen, smiling and staring at Marley who had managed to hurriedly dress herself.
“We heard about your…adventure,” Isabelle said with rounded eyes.
“And we wanted to see for ourselves,” Reese added.
“Not see! We wanted to meet your…dearly beloved,” Leah chimed in, and they all laughed at that like little schoolgirls.
I clenched my jaws with irritation.
“What is this? Some kinda circus show?” I growled.
Isabelle rolled her eyes while Reese started pulling stuff out from the drawers. I still didn’t know what was going on—what were they trying to achieve?
“Hi, I’m Marley.”
Marley seemed less perturbed by the crowd we had found in the kitchen. She stepped up to them with her hand extended.
Isabelle and Leah shook her hand while Reese smiled. Apparently, she was making pancake batter.
“Can I help you with anything?” Marley asked.
“No, you can’t, because they’re not staying,” I snapped.
Isabelle glared at me.
“Did we interrupt something, Colin?”
Reese tried to suppress a giggle and Leah smiled at Marley harder.
“Yes, you interrupted my life, so get out,” I growled.
This time it was Marley who looked over at me questioningly. Was it really that hard to see why this was a nuisance? Isabelle, Reese and Leah together were like a gaggle of teenage girls. That was the last thing we needed when we should have been back in bed. Specifically, I wanted to be on top of Marley right then.
“We’re just here for breakfast, I mean…you’ll have to stop to eat, right?” Reese said as she continued with the batter.
“That’s great, I’m starving. Aren’t you starving, Colin?” Marley asked, glaring at me meaningfully.
Was this what wives were supposed to do? Force us to behave?
I didn’t have to stand there, in my own kitchen, and accept this treatment from a bunch of girls who were trying to rule my life.
I dug in my heels and crossed my arms over my chest.
Marley was already making the coffee. Leah was cutting fruit. Isabelle was getting started on the eggs.
I spent my mornings alone. I enjoyed my coffee and a piece of toast in peace. All of a sudden, my apartment had been transformed into a family home and I didn’t have any control over it.
“So, Marley, tell us everything. This is the story of the century!” Isabelle exclaimed.
Marley blushed and threw me a look. She could see the resignation on my face. I already gave up. I knew I had lost this battle against my sister and sisters-in-law.
“I was dancing with someone else at a bar and he didn’t like that,” Marley replied.
It was an accurate description of what happened.
Before I knew what was happening, we were all sitting around my kitchen table eating pancakes and drinking coffees.
In fact, nobody seemed to be very interested in speaking to me or hearing what I had to say about anything. It was like they had taken Marley into their fold within minutes of meeting her, and she was the only thing that held their attention.
Isabelle and Marley seemed to have hit it off especially well and they were discussing all the common spots in New York City they were familiar with.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing unfolding in front of my eyes—Marley was one of them.
Eventually, I met Leah’s eyes who smiled at me and shrugged. In the past few weeks, ever since Leah and Aidan started seeing each other again, we became friends too.
I knew how much Leah meant to my brother and I tried to include her in the family. Maybe she thought she was returning the favor by trying to include Marley?
I wanted to stand up and command them to stop.
If they thought welcoming Marley into their clique was something they were doing for my sake—they were thoroughly mistaken. They didn’t have to do this. Marley wasn’t going to be a permanent fixture in our lives.
Didn’t they get the memo that our marriage happened by accident? That I was going to get the lawyers involved any day now?
When I snapped out of my thoughts, I saw them laughing at something together. I wasn’t paying attention so I didn’t know what it was…until it finally sank in. They were discussing the ‘Doherty men’. Exchanging common war stories apparently.
