Quadruplets Make Six

I smiled as the warm sunshine beat down upon my skin.

It had been three months since I’d seen Ava, but it wasn’t getting any easier to forget her. Now that this debacle with her father’s company was behind us, I was hoping I could get my life back to normal. No more meetings in town with the lawyer and no more mentioning of her father’s company. I knew once I could unload those reminders of her off my back it would be easy to forget her.

At least, I hoped it would be.

I stood at the edge of the mountain and looked out towards the horizon. As far as my eye could see, there were lush, rolling mountains. And we owned all of it outright. Putting protections on this land meant my father no longer had to deal with companies wanting to purchase it for their own personal gain. No longer would my father be harassed by other companies wanting to strongarm us into selling. Now, our family’s company could get on to bigger and better things.

Like my father handing it down to myself and my brothers.

The lawsuit took a great toll on my father. The stress and the late nights almost did him in, putting him in the hospital twice. My mother was insistent that he step down from the board of the company, but he wasn’t having it. He was determined to fight my mother every step of the way.

Until he had his heart attack.

After a double bypass surgery and many touch-and-go days in the hospital, my father made the decision to transfer ownership of the company to myself, Jasper, and Leo. It would take a couple of months to arrange everything, but it was time we all stepped up. The stress of this lawsuit almost buried our father, and our mother deserved better than this. She deserved her Florida lifestyle with my father at her side. They deserved fresh key lime pies and tangy margaritas and morning mimosas while sitting on the porch. The two of them had worked tirelessly to build up this company, and now it was time to rest.

As I stood there watching the sun set, I was reminded of that night. The night of the storm and how Ava came barreling into my world. How easily it could have been for her to die had I not been listening out that night for her father’s own land poachers. It was ironic, how her father’s devious wants had inevitably saved his daughter's life.

I drew in one last breath before I made my way back to the cabin. The walk was long and dark, and it gave me time to think. I wondered how Ava was doing. If she was okay and living the life she wanted. I swallowed my anger at the situation and forced myself to look at this from her perspective. To try and see all of this through her eyes. She only had so much control over her world, and if her father had forced her out of Kettle there was nothing she could do about it. There was nothing I could have done about it.

There was nothing anyone could have done about it.

I emerged from the woods and started down the path towards my cabin. The mountain was getting darker and the stars were beginning to twinkle. The nighttime air was growing colder and my toes were beginning to turn numb. No matter what time of the year it was, it always seemed like winter when the night blanketed my lonely mountain.

But nothing prepared me for the sight I saw when I approached my porch.

There, in all of her shivering glory, was Ava. Her long brown hair cascaded down her back as her legs shivered on the porch. Her arms were wrapped around her chest as she knocked again at my door, her car sitting in my driveway as it cooled down with its creaks and groans.

I stood there, just feet from the porch. Watching her as she knocked on my door again. I couldn’t believe it. After three months of worrying over her and wondering where the fuck she had gone… she was back.

“Travis? Are you in there? It’s me. Ava.”

“Hello, Ava,” I said.

She squealed and jumped, whipping her cold body around as her beautiful eyes landed on mine. I studied her body, looking for any signs of distress. Bruises or scratches. Bandages or limps. But the only hurt I saw was in her eyes.

Deep within her eyes.

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

“I uh… came to find you,” she said.

“Well, you found me,” I said. “What do you want?”

I saw shock roll over her features as I stayed in my place.

“Well I… I told you I would come back,” she said.

“Uh huh,” I said gruffly. “You need something?”

“Are you okay, Travis?”

“Fine. You need anything?”

All of the anger I thought I had swallowed came bubbling back to the surface. What the fuck was she doing here after three fucking months? She had some nerve, showing up here thinking I would just let her back in. I wasn’t playing her game this time. I wasn’t eating out of her little hands. For all I knew, this was her father trying to pull some bullshit again. And I wasn’t going to have it.

Not after my family had finally gotten what they wanted.

“You shouldn’t be here,” I said.