Roman's Little Sister

THREE

                               ROMAN

     As we sat there eating our food, I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Wondering what she was thinking. It was like I had this invisible hand around my mouth that wouldn't let any of the words I wanted to say come out. Thankfully I had my boys with me, however I didn't care for Ambrose's interaction with her. Still I was glad they were there with me.

    "So Destiny, what are you studying in college?" Seth asked going for a simple question. She looked up and smiled at us. "I'm getting a business degree. I figure it works for just about anything right." She responds, then smiles "Besides, I don't plan on giving up my job at the strip club when I graduate. At least not for awhile. The money is really good."
 
    "Wh..wh.."  I cough as I choke on my food. I clear my throat and attempt to respond again. The guys are slapping me on the back trying to help while staring at her and fucking Ambrose had that smirk of his permanently glued to his face right now. "I'm fine guys. Thanks. Sorry, Destiny, it just kind of surprised me is all. I... I didn't know you were working at strip club. My P.I. said you worked at a restaurant and some club, but he didn't say what kind." I calmly told her, knowing I planned on ringing that damn pricks throat for not letting me know her situation.

      She tilted her head and smiled and then started to giggle. I turn to the guys who are looking at her with brows raised then back at me. Her giggle has turned into a full on laugh. Laughing so hard she grabs her stomach, and tears are coming out of her eyes. She wiped her face and finally starts to calm. "Oh, now that was just to easy and so much fun. You guys should've seen your faces. I mean seriously. It was great." She states and picks up another fry.

     "So, your not a stripper then?" I ask curiously. "No! I mean there is nothing wrong with being a stripper. Trust me when I say, if I had what guys wanted to see on a stripper stage I would probably at least give a shot. Unfortunately for me I was blessed with the short end of the stick with it comes to certain DNA. And I mean that literally." She responds putting her hand in the air like she is measuring someone. I laugh at her joke and finally start to relax a bit more.

       "So, Maui?" She asks, her demeanor changing again back to the quiet girl who is a little to used to being ignored. "How did you find out about me anyways?" She is looking down while asking me. "Well Destiny, it's Roman not Maui."  I say smiling at the little nickname she tagged me with earlier. "But to answer your question, I came across a picture of my Dad... or rather our Dad. There was a lady in it with him, who I'm assuming is your Mom and he was holding you. When I asked him about it he told me about you." I explained.

       "So, he knew? About me? He knew and I still grew up in foster care! So why now?... What's different now?... What does somebody need a kidney or something? Is that why I'm important enough to be found all of a sudden?" She angrily responds, getting up to leave. I jump up so fast that I knock my knees on table trying to get out. She can't leave like this. I grab her hand and turn her towards me and my heart breaks when I see the tears pouring down her face. I instantly wrap her in a hug and she clings to my shirt soaking it with her pain.

     "It wasn't like that Babygirl. I promise you. He wanted you. He did, he just didn't know where you were." I pulled back and leaned down enough that I could look her in the eyes, so she would know I was telling the truth. "When I found out about you, I decided I wanted to find you. So I hired a P.I. And it took awhile, but as soon as I found where you were, I took the week off to come and meet you. Please sit back down and let's get to know each other?" I place my hand on her back guiding her to our table.

       She sniffled and nodded. "Okay. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap your head off Maui. " I scoffed at her comment. "You're not going to stop calling me that are you?" I ask amusingly. She shrugged her shoulders, and gave me a small smile, "Probably not, but if it bothers you I'll at least try not to call you that. And you can call me Dez or Desi. I don't really go by Destiny." "Okay then Desi, what do you say we try this again?" I smile as she nods back at me.

  

                                  DEAN

        We decided to order coffee after eating while Destiny or Dez as she finally said we can call her order another Cherry Coke with two cherries. I never thought I'd wish to be a piece of fucking fruit, but watching her wrap her lips around them and pull them from the stems was pure torture. I couldn't take my eyes off of her and I could feel Roman's burning into me. Looking at her lick her lips I let out a small growl. One that I regretted as soon as I felt someone kick me.

                                  SETH

          I can't believe how blatant Dean is being about his attraction to Desi. Not that I blame him, the girl is gorgeous, but she's Roman sister and he just found her. He's going to be lucky if all he gets is the standard 'Don't mess with my sister' lecture. We all know about how Dean is with women, Roman is definitely not going to let this go without a stern warning or beating. I guess that depends on how Ambrose acts the rest of the night.

                                  Desi

       Talking to Roman wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I made sure to keep clear of certain subjects. We decided we would find out about each other's likes and dislikes. The normal things that brothers and sisters should know about each other.
We went on so long Maggie had to kick us out so she could close up and go home. The boys walked me back to my apartment where we agreed to meet up again in the morning for breakfast.

      Changing into some pajamas after my shower, I climbed into bed thinking about everything I had heard tonight. I have a brother. I have a Dad. A dad who actually did want me. I have a family. And I had missed out on so much, because of her. I hadn't thought about my Mother for awhile but, now all I can think about is how mad I am at her. It's hours before I could finally get to sleep and when I did the dream that takes a hold is like nothing I've ever experienced.

     I feel his hands going up my shirt from behind grabbing my breasts. His beard rubbing into me as he kisses my neck. His right hand slides down into my shorts, "Are you wet for us Darlin?" he asks as he continues his assault on my neck.

    I nod. "Yes, please, I want you." I respond .

  "Turn around and let us see you. Show how much you want us, Beautiful." I'm ordered.

   I turn to face the man that has me ready to shatter already, only it's two men, and both are staring waiting for me.

  "Is this what you want Beautiful?" Seth asks. I nodded wanting to feel them inside me.

   "Well come and get it Darlin. " Dean replies as they start walking towards me taking off their clothes...

     I wake up suddenly and out of breath. " What the hell? " I ask to the darkness of my room. I run my hand down my face and go to the kitchen for a drink or water. I try to shake of the dream and go back to bed but all I do is toss and turn, so I just give up and turn on the t.v.

A/N: So I decided to give a little taste of everybody in this chapter. I'm not sure if it will keep up that way or not though. What do you think? Do you guys like the multiple POV's?