One Night Stand With My Husband’s Brother

Mackenzie walked back into the apartment after going to talk to her kids, and the babysitter at the neighbors’ apartment, and spotted Charlotte pacing around the living room. She was talking on the phone.

“What do you think? The twins are in safe hands with that nice babysitter, don’t you agree?” Felicity stepped into the living room, wrapped in a bathrobe while she patted her hair down with a towel.

Mackenzie nodded with a soft smile. “I’m so relieved. They looked so happy with their new friends .”

Charlotte turned around, pressing the phone against her chest. “Hey, girls. I’m on the phone with Uncle Maverick. I told him to come pick us up!”

“Why? You didn’t have to bother him…” Mackenzie protested but Charlotte was not having any of it. “He wants to see us, it’s been a long while since we were all together! I’m putting him on speaker.”

She raised her phone and tapped on the screen.

“Uncle Maverick, we’ll be fine. We just want to go have some drinks real quick and we’ll be back.” Mackenzie said.

His voice blared from the phone, “I’m more than happy to come pick you girls up, Kenzie. Besides, this is the first time you are agreeing to go out of the house just to unwind. Don’t worry, I won’t interrupt you girls. I’ll just drive you, and wait in the parking lot, doing my own thing.”

Charlotte squealed. “You’re such a sweetheart, Uncle Maverick.”

“I know.” He laughed. “Besides, I recommend this particular bar. It even has a club inside it. I’ll take you guys there. It’s an amazing experience.”

“That sounds lovely, doesn’t it, Kenzie?” Felicity shot her a smile.

She nodded with a sigh. “Thanks, Uncle Maverick. I’ll go get ready.” As she walked out of the living room, Charlotte called after her,

“I’m doing your makeup tonight! I’ll transform you into the most beautiful version of yourself, just you wait and see!”

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“No smoky eyeshadow, Charlotte.”

“Please? Just a little bit…?”

“I look amazing already!”

“Just leave her alone, Charlotte, and do your own makeup or we’ll keep Uncle Maverick waiting.” Felicity held Charlotte’s shoulders and steered her away from Mackenzie.

Mackenzie leaned back and looked over herself in the mirror. She was in a tiny black dress that streamlined down her curves, to end right under her ass. The back of the dress exposed a lot of skin, with a deep V neckline at the front to give a sensual flash of cleavage.

She had her dark hair loose and free to run down her back and shoulders in it’s impressive length and thick curls. Her makeup was light, with a long winged eyeliner around her eyelashes, making her hazel eyes look more mysterious.

Thank goodness Felicity had stepped in to stop Charlotte from making the makeup more dramatic.

Even with that, Mackenzie looked more seductive tonight than she had ever seen herself.

She leaned down to slide on the pair of killer black platform heels that Charlotte owned and insisted she wore, to complete her look.

Felicity was fully dressed in a dress that showed a little less skin than theirs, but sexy as well, an she was putting on some perfume.

Mackenzie picked up her phone to see a text from Uncle Maverick, saying he was outside their apartment building. She stood up and glanced at Charlotte who was effortlessly applying her own makeup.

“Hurry, he’s here.”

Charlotte scoffed. “I’m doing this as fast as I can, okay? Besides I need to look perfect. I’ll do the sexy smoky eyeshadow since you don’t want it, Kenzie.”

Mackenzie exchanged glances with Felicity and rolled her eyes. Charlotte was always the party animal of their trio. Her outfit for the night was the most scandalous. She was in a crimson red bandage dress that showed more skin than it covered.

Her feet rocked matching red stripper heels, and bold accessories hung around her ears. Her lips were covered in blood red lipstick.

In Mackenzie’s opinion, it was a bit overdramatic for a simple drink at a bar.

In the next couple of moments, they finally headed down to where Uncle Maverick sat in his parked car. They settled in, and he began driving while engaging in the usual playful banter with Charlotte.

She looked over his figure behind the wheel, clean, attractive and manly. A smirk curved her lips as she teased, “When the hell are you even going to get married?”

He scoffed at her, but she pressed on, “Are you still waiting for the right one?”

His eyes flicked over at the rearview mirror, which showed Mackenzie looking out of the window, completely detached from the conversation. He looked back in front of him and laughed Charlotte’s question off.

Felicity smiled from her seat beside him.

Charlotte gasped, “What’s so funny? I need a little baby addition to our family! Felicity has an adorable niece, and nephew, since she’s basically stepsisters with Mackenzie. So I want something like that too!”

“You already have something like that.” He retorted. “Aren’t you the twins’ godmother?”

“Yes, and I love them so much. But they’re growing up so fast. I want a new baby, from you, Uncle Maverick!”

“Why don’t you give the family a new baby, Charlotte?” He arched an eyebrow at her.

She laughed loudly, waving her hand around like that was an impossible idea. Then she sat up in her seat, giving him a curious stare.

“Wait, hold in a minute. How about that woman you were so crazy about? How are things with her recently? Have you finally grown the balls to ask her out?”

His voice went quiet. “No. It’s not that simple. I’m… just waiting for the right time.”

Charlotte let out a big sigh. “What? Seriously, just ask her out, already! Why are you being so slow with it, for fuck’s sakes? The more you wait, the more likely she is to be snatched away by another man-”

“-I won’t let that happen again.” He cut in with more force than necessary.

The suddenly seriousness and force in his tone startled both Charlotte and Felicity, and they stared at him. He glanced at Charlotte and gave a smile to ease the sudden tension.

Soon, they arrived at the building which housed the bar, along with it’s club. Uncle Maverick drove into the parking lot, and watched them step out and head into the building. Once they were out of sight, he slid out his laptop and relaxed into his seat.

Inside the building, Mackenzie, Felicity and Charlotte climbed up the stairs that led to the bar area. Just below them was the club, which was visible from the bar above, thanks to the building’s design.

They settled down at her table, and ordered a few drinks. Twenty minutes in, Felicity decided she didn’t like how quiet Mackenzie had been since the beginning of the night.

“Kenzie? Are you alright, you’ve been zoned out all this time.” She said.

Charlotte quipped in, “You need to relax, Kenzie. Yes, we have problems but life works in mysterious fucking ways. Just put your mind at rest and enjoy the night. It’ll all work out at the end.”

Mackenzie swallowed a sip from her glass and shook her head, “It’ll all work out? It doesn’t even look like it. We’re been trying so hard, giving every shot all our best… yet, it looks like we’re doing nothing.

“I have worked on so many new designs. They are so many of them in my workroom behind the house, and I don’t even know what to do with them anymore. At this point, if I can get anyone to buy them, I’ll sell them off. I don’t care how cheap.”

Felicity observed Mackenzie more carefully, “I can sense desperation in you, Mackenzie. Why are you desperate? I know things could be getter, but it hasn’t gotten to the point selling off your precious designs so cheaply.”

She leaned closer, “Or is there something we’re missing? Is this about the kids? Or the apartment?”

Mackenzie shook her head, sighing. Charlotte patted her shoulder,

“Just relax, sis.” She called the waiter over and ordered some Tequila shots. “We definitely need stronger alcohol.”

The Tequila shots arrived, and Charlotte took one shot, throwing it down her throat. She shivered and placed the glass down, encouraging Felicity to take a shot.

Felicity was not a huge fan of alcohol, but she conceded and downed the next shot. With watering eyes, and motioned to Mackenzie to take her shots.

Mackenzie grabbed a shot glass and threw it into her mouth with a speed that shocked her friends. The strong burn of the strong tequila seared through her throat, but she squeezed get eyes closed and grabbed another shot, swallowing it without even a second’s hesitation.

“Woah, Woah!”

“Mackenzie, slow down!” Felicity exclaimed and moved the shots away from her. “This is tequila, it is very strong and can get you drunk from one shot!”