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Kane(4)

By:L.A. Casey
 
“Ah, yeah. American blokes, right?” the security guard cut off my rambling. “Pretty sure the lad you just described threatened to break me nose if I didn’t let him and his brother through the doors to see their little brother.”
 
I winced. “Alec is usually really nice, I swear.”
 
The security guard snorted. “I’m sure, but unfortunately I can’t help you. You have to be family or a patient to get through the doors behind me.”
 
Crap.
 
“Well, it’s funny that you mention family because—”
 
“Aideen!”
 
I jumped when a voice shouted my name. I spun around and almost burst with excitement when I spotted Nico running through the automatic doors of the A&E closely followed by a worried looking Bronagh, Branna, and Alannah.
 
“He is family!” I said to the security guard. “He is Kane’s- I mean the patient’s younger brother.”
 
The security guard looked at Nico when he came to my side and put his hand on my shoulder.
 
“Any news?” he asked me.
 
I shook my head. “I was parkin’ the car, and now I’m tryin’ to get back to see what’s happenin’, but I need to be family.”
 
Nico glared at the security guard. “She is family. They all are,” he said and gestured to the girls beside him.
 
The security guard groaned. “You expect me to believe all four of them are—”
 
“My wives,” Nico cut the security guard off.
 
I looked at Nico with wide eyes and so did the other girls.
 
“What?” the security guard said after a pregnant pause.
 
With a straight face Nico gestured to me and the other girls. “They’re my wives. My legal wives... we aren’t Catholic.”
 
Oh. My. God.
 
The security guard blinked at Nico, then looked at me and the other girls before looking back at Nico. I was convinced he was about to call bullshit on Nico’s lie until he opened his mouth and said, “You lucky bastard.”
 
Wait, what?
 
Nico nodded his ever-expanding head and sighed. “I know, it’s damn hard to choose which one of them to sleep with at night, but we devised a schedule to keep things fair. I don’t want them fighting with each other just to get my attention, you know? I mean, I can barely keep up with them. Sex with each of them daily is a lot of work, but someone has got to do it, you know?”
 
I felt my eye twitch as I watched Nico effortlessly lie to the security guard who was gazing at him and lapping up his every word like he was talking to Jesus Christ in the flesh.
 
“Fuckin’ hell,” the security guard breathed.
 
I looked at the girls and found all three of them shaking their heads at Nico then rolling their eyes at the more than gullible security guard.
 
“Yeah,” Nico breathed. “Can you let us by to go see my brother? I can’t leave them out here alone. Getting backlash from one woman is torture, but four of them? You’ll be sentencing me to death, bro. Death.”
 
Oh, a Slater was going to die today and my money was on it not being Kane.
 
“Man, of course,” the security guard said and reached out and patted Nico on the shoulder like he was ‘the man.’ “Go right on in. Your two other brothers are down the hall and in the last waitin’ room on the right.”
 
Nico patted the security guard on the shoulder. “Thank you, bro. Thank you.”
 
Oh, for God’s sake.
 
I grunted as I took Nico’s extended hand, and I wanted to smile when he hissed as Bronagh took hold of his other hand.
 
“It’ll be okay, husband,” she growled. “We’ll take it easy on you today.”
 
“Yeah,” I chimed in as the security guard swiped his keycard and opened the doors for us. “We’ll take really good care of you, baby.”
 
“Lucky son of a bitch,” the security guard said from behind us.
 
We walked in sync then when the doors behind us closed, each of us girls landed a punch or a slap to different parts of Nico’s body.
 
“Ow, ow, fucking ow!” he hissed and jumped away from us.
 
He turned to face us and walked backwards with his hands raised in front of his chest. “I couldn’t think of anything else to say to get us back here.”
 
Alannah narrowed her eyes at Nico. “You couldn’t think of somethin’ better than sayin’ the four of us were your wives?”
 
Nico gnawed on his lower lip. “No.”
 
Liar.
 
Bronagh all but hissed at Nico. He refused to look at her, which was the smartest thing he had done in the past five minutes.