**Warning this chapter contains a threesome, if the idea of two girls together is uncomfortable don't read**
Isabella rolled over and tried to open her eyes, but they were stuck shut with mascara. Swinging her feet over the side of the bed she stood up, she wavered slightly but was able to regain her balance enough to make it to the bathroom and wash her face. Glancing at herself in the mirror she cringed, she looked terrible. Grabbing a few ibuprofen out of her toiletry bag she downed them with a glass of water. After brushing her teeth she shuffled back to bed and climbed back in, according to the bedside clock it was 6 am. She laid there for a few minutes before realizing that she wasn't going to fall back asleep. Sighing she got up quietly and walked into the living room to sit on the window seat and watch San Diego wake up. There were already people milling around the street below, she watched as business suited men and women walked into their offices, bought their donuts and read their newspapers. She'd been sitting on the windowsill almost an hour when she heard Sig stir in his room. Getting up she made some coffee, when it was brewed she crushed his pill into the bottom of the cup and poured the hot liquid over it making sure the medicine was completely dissolved. Taking a deep breath she walked into Sig's room.
Sig was still half asleep when the aroma of coffee made him open his eyes. Standing before him was Isabella still looking disheveled but holding a cup of coffee. He smiled sleepily at her and moved over so she could sit down. Sitting up in bed he took the coffee from her hands and took a deep sip.
"How are you feeling this morning Isabella?" asked Sig his voice husky.
"I'm alright. How's the coffee?" she asked.
"It's good, how did you know I needed some?" said Sig with a smile.
"A nanny always knows" said Isabella.
"I suppose Edgar's not up yet" said Sig conversationally.
"Nope, still fast asleep." confirmed Isabella.
"Why are you up so early, I expected you to be sleeping off a terrible hangover." said Sig.
"I woke up, took some medicine, brushed my teeth then couldn't fall back to sleep" explained Isabella.
"But you still look tired" said Sig.
"Thanks" said Isabella sardonically.
"Not that you don't look pretty, you just look pretty and tired" said Sig.
"I think you should stop before you end up choking on your ankles" said Isabella.
"You should lay down and rest, it's going to be a long day" said Sig moving over more so Isabella could lay down on his bed.
Isabella hesitated, she was tired but sleeping next to Sig seemed a little weird. She laid down telling herself she needed to make sure he finished all the coffee. The thready feeling of sleep was slowly overtaking her. She heard Sig set down his mug on the side table. Surrendering herself to the pull of sleep she was soothed by the feeling of Sig running his fingers through her hair.
Edgar woke up and rolled over to find the bed empty. He cracked an eye open and scanned the room for Isabella. Standing up he went in search of her, first checking the bathroom, then living room, then finally entering Sig's suite to look for her there. The picture before him was both sweet and enraging. Isabella was fast asleep in Sig's bed her hair fanned out on the pillow. Sig looked up removing his hand from Isabella's hair and smiled sheepishly.
"Morning" said Edgar.
"Morning" replied Sig.
"How did she end up in here?" asked Edgar.
"She brought me in some coffee and then fell asleep" explained Sig.
Edgar looked down at the empty coffee cup and realized that Isabella had probably used the coffee to give Sig his medicine. Edgar looked down at Isabella's sleeping form, her face was completely relaxed in sleep and she looked incredibly young. Sig watched as Edgar leaned down and swept a piece of hair off her forehead. The hair stubbornly fell back down a moment later. Edgar reached down to move the piece again.
"Don't bother, it will just keep falling" said Sig.
Edgar's hand stopped its progress and he looked into his brother's eyes. They shared a look and then both nodded. Sig slid out of bed to get dressed, grabbing clothes he headed into the bathroom. Edgar bent down and placed a tender kiss on Isabella's forehead.
"Wake up sleeping beauty" he whispered. Isabella's eyes fluttered open and she smiled.
"Good morning sweet prince" she said quietly. Edgar smiled then pulled her up out of bed.
"It's time to get dressed, the Discovery crew will be calling us soon" he said dragging her out of Sig's suite.
A few hours later Isabella was seated at a table watching the guys get slathered with make up inside a San Diego bar. The set decorators were fixing up the table which was the focal point of the After the Catch show. Phil was finished with make up first and walked over and took the seat next to her.
"How's the hand slugger?" he asked. Isabella looked down at her hand noticing it was slightly swollen.
"It's ok I guess. I've never actually hit anyone before." she said with a shrug.
"Really, well you're a natural then" said Phil patting her hand. "We couldn't stop talking about it on the ride back from the bar. I think Andy and Jon wished they had a video of it, they may go back and ask the bar for a copy of the surveillance tape."
"Great. I'm sure it will end up all over youtube" said Isabella dropping her head to the table with a loud thunk.
"Bella, don't do that, you are going to give yourself a headache" said Phil lifting her up.
He let her head go and she dropped it back down to the table, this time his hand made it in between her head and the table. Moving her head to his shoulder he slipped his arm around her shoulder to keep her from dropping her head again. Isabella sighed and leaned onto Phil's soft comfy shoulder closing her eyes and reveling in the comfort.
"Hi Bella" said Jake right next to her ear.
"Jesus Jake, can't you give the girl a break" said Phil.
"Hi Jake" said Isabella opening her eyes but not sitting up. "Your make up looks really nice."
"Thanks, I'm ready for my close up." said Jake striking a pose. Isabella smiled and sat up. Phil couldn't help but feel bereft for the loss.
"Alright guys we need you to your places and we have the customary shot if all of you want to join us" announced the director.
Phil stood up pulling Isabella to her feet and walking her over to where everyone was assembled. She stood in between Phil and Sig and watched as a tray of shots was set down on the table. Everyone picked one up and Sig pressed one into Isabella's hand with a smile.
"To a great show" said the director.
Everyone tossed back their shots and placed the glasses back on the table. Isabella took a deep breath and drank hers, grimacing at the taste of the vodka.
The captains were settled around the table and the filming had begun, Edgar sat at the table with Isabella, Monty, Jake and Josh. Isabella was texting on her phone trying to keep her nails from clicking. Jake kept leaning over her and pushing different keys. After the fifth time he did it she punched him in the arm. He rubbed his arm and was about to punch her back when Josh grabbed his arms and gave him a look that clearly said what the hell do you think you're doing. Jake pulled his arm out of Josh's grip, then pulled Isabella up and out the door. In the brilliance of day they both squinted.
"Why am I out here?" asked Isabella shielding her eyes from the sun.
"Because you punched me" said Jake.
"Are you going to hit me back?" asked Isabella.
"I'm still thinking about it. Who are you texting?" he asked.
"My friend Sam, we're going to meet tonight." said Isabella.
"Ooooh, an old flame" said Jake teasingly.
"Sorority sister" said Isabella rolling her eyes.
"Sorority sister?! You were not in a sorority. I so don't believe you" said Jake.
"Whatever, I don't have to prove anything to you." said Isabella.
"What are you and Sam doing tonight?" asked Jake.
"We haven't decided yet, but she wants to meet all of you, she's a big fan of the show." said Isabella.
Jake pulled out his pack of cigarettes and offered one to Isabella. She took one and smiled when Jake lit it for her. She had just taken her first puff when Edgar appeared.
"Smoking. Isabella I'm very disappointed in you" said Edgar lighting up his own smoke. Isabella shrugged then turned back to her phone.
"How's it going in there?" asked Jake.
"The same shit, although they did have some cool footage of the storm" said Edgar.
"What time do you think this will be done today?" asked Isabella not looking up from her phone.
"Isabella, it's customary to look at people when you ask them a question" said Edgar. Isabella raised her head and batted her eyelashes before repeating the question.
"It's hard to say, it depends on how many takes they do and how many promos they do afterwards" explained Edgar.
"Do you think it would be ok if Sam came here later if you're still shooting?" asked Isabella.
"I'm sure it will be fine if it's just her" said Edgar.
"I can't believe your fucking nanny is a sorority girl" said Jake.
Edgar gave Jake a fist bump before walking back inside. Isabella and Jake followed him and retook their seats at the table. The taping went on for hours and Isabella found that she was quickly running out of things to keep her entertained. She and Monty had spent the majority of the afternoon having a thumb wrestling tournament but now all the guys were being filmed and Isabella was left by herself. She was saved by her boredom when Sam sent her a message that she was outside. Isabella brought her in and the girls sat quietly together watching the taping.
Edgar watched Isabella and Sam between takes wondering if they weren't more than just friends. Edgar watched as Sam kissed Isabella on the cheek and whispered in her ear. Perhaps Isabella was a naughty little sorority girl after all. He hoped the taping would end soon so he could find out. Sam and Isabella whispered to each other through the rest of the taping, quietly holding hands under the table. When the director finally yelled "that's a wrap" everyone was ready to call it a day. Sam was introduced and everyone expressed their surprise about Isabella being a sorority girl. The group went to dinner at the Strip Club, a steak place where everyone grills their own steak. At the restaurant the group was shown to a private room and the party really started. Sam and Isabella sipped on dirty martinis and let Jake grill their steaks because he claimed it was his specialty. Sam and Isabella shared a chair and by the end of the dinner it was no secret that these girls were more than just friends.
"So Sam how did you and Isabella meet?" asked Jonathon.
"We were in the same rush group" said Sam.
"It was love at first sight." Isabella smiled and gave Sam a quick peck on the cheek.
Every guy at the table smiled like Christmas had come early. Edgar slid into the seat next to Isabella looking like he was going to explode if he didn't ask a question.
"Go ahead and ask Edgar" said Isabella.
"What's the deal with you and Sam? You seem really close" said Edgar.
"We are close, best friends. Every time I get time off we go on vacation together" explained Isabella.
Edgar's eyes narrowed, best friends didn't seem to cover their closeness but he decided to let it go, for now. Sam anxiously asked Isabella where they were heading to next so she could tell her friends. Isabella decided to ask the party boys where they were headed.
"Jake, Josh where is the party heading next?" asked Isabella draping her arms around the guys shoulders.
"How about Altitude" suggested Sam.
"Is it close?" asked Josh.
"Within walking distance" said Sam.
"Lets go" said Jake linking his arm with Sam. On the walk over Sam was texting furiously sending out the alert to her friends that the guys were heading to the bar. By the time the group arrived there presence had already been expected. They were escorted by hotel security up to the bar and given a plush VIP table.
A few bottles of champagne and Crown Royal were set on the table and everyone grabbed their drink of choice. Isabella nursed a glass of champagne while watching Sam interact with Jake and Josh.
"So are you going to be punching anyone tonight? I'm only asking because I want a front row seat" said Keith jokingly. Isabella rolled her eyes and punched him lightly in the arm.
"No, I don't think I'll be doing that tonight" said Isabella. "Are you ready to meet a bunch of adoring fans?"
"Why?" said Keith.
"Because Sam and her friends love the show, she told them all of you were here" said Isabella with a smile.
"If they are all like you and Sam then I can't wait to meet them" said Keith.
The first wave of fans started arriving about thirty minutes later. Sam met them outside of the VIP area then brought them in and introduced them to everyone. The group of fans were mostly women with a few boyfriends and husbands thrown in. Isabella didn't know any of the people so she hung back quietly watching the guys sign autographs and take pictures. Phil came over to sit next to her when the last of the fans quietly departed.
"You didn't want to sign any autographs?" asked Phil.
"Nope, I appreciate my anonymity" said Isabella fixing Phil a drink.
"Thanks" said Phil gratefully accepting the drink. Isabella made up a few more drinks for the guys as they returned to the table.
"Edgar, you need to bring her on all the trips, she's a godsend" said Andy taking his drink from Isabella.
"Bella, Sam said she'd be back in a few, she's walking her friends downstairs" said Jake.
"Ok, thanks for letting me know" said Isabella.
Casually sitting down on the couch Isabella slipped off her shoes and pulled her legs under her. Leaning against Phil she watched the others in the group mingle with another group of fans. Sam came over to tell Phil his presence was being requested, once Phil got up she slipped into his spot.
"So Ella, what's the story with you and Edgar?" asked Sam.
"He's my boss" said Isabella.
"I think he's something more" said Sam putting her arm around Isabella and running her fingers up and down her arm. "We've been friends forever, you can tell me."
Isabella leaned farther into Sam's embrace and didn't say a word. She had a feeling she knew what Sam wanted and she didn't know if she'd be willing to go through with it.
At a few minutes past midnight the group left the bar to head back to the hotel. They were only a few blocks away and the group decided to walk. It seemed they stopped every few feet to greet a fan or sign an autograph. Sam and Isabella hung back talking quietly to each other.
"Edgar, are you going to need to stay in my room to give your little nanny a little private time with her special friend" said Sig with a smirk.
"Whatever Isabella does she can do it in front of me" said Edgar with a leer.
Sig just laughed and clapped Edgar on the shoulder. Back at the hotel the groups split up, Keith and Monty went back to their suite with Jonathon and Andy to play a little more poker. While the Harris', Hansen's and the girls went back to Sig and Edgar's suites. Once inside they all plopped down on any available piece of furniture, Isabella taking her favorite spot on the window seat while Sam sat on Jake's lap on the couch. Everyone was interested to hear about Isabella's time in college and soon Sam was spinning tales of their youthful debauchery. The guys listened intently to each and every story Sam told. Isabella alternated between blushing and scowling. At 2 am Phil stood up and announced it was time for him to hit the rack.
"Come on boys, you can play with the girls tomorrow" he said.
Jake and Josh reluctantly rose and followed their dad back towards their room. Sig also announced he was turning in and walked into his bedroom closing the door. Edgar was left alone with Isabella and Sam wondering what was next.
Isabella and Sam seemed to be having an entire conversation with their eyes which culminated with Isabella getting up and walking to the bathroom. Once she left the room Sam walked over and sat down next to Edgar.
"Thanks for letting all my friends meet you guys" she said with a smile.
"We love meeting our fans" said Edgar. "I think Isabella might be mad at you."
"Maybe just a little bit, we've been friends for a long time and I'm sure she will forgive me eventually" said Sam.
"Forgive you for what?" asked Edgar.
"This" said Sam climbing into Edgar's lap and kissing him.
It took a moment for Edgar to pull back from the kiss. Sam was looking at him expectantly and not seeing the reaction she wanted rolled her hips a little.
"Don't say no, she wants it too" said Sam as she got up and walked into the bedroom.
Isabella was sitting on the bed hugging her knees to her chest. She saw Sam walk in and looked past her to see if Edgar was coming too. When he didn't immediately appear she sighed in relief. Sam walked over to the bed and laid down before pulling Isabella down next to her. Their kiss was tender and soft, just like they always were. Isabella could feel Sam sliding her hand up her shirt to pluck at her nipples. Isabella tangled her fingers in Sam's hair pulling her mouth harder against hers. Sam registered the shift in Isabella and moved her hands under her skirt. Slipping a hand into her panties Sam stroked Isabella's clit before plunging two fingers into her. When Isabella was on the edge of orgasm Sam pulled her hand away quickly stripping out of her clothes before disrobing Isabella. Moving back against each other there was a flurry of suckling, touching and kissing.
Edgar watched from the doorway careful to stay out of Isabella's sightline. He was torn about what to do, he found the whole scene incredibly hot and he was getting harder by the minute. Edgar's cock made the decision for him when he saw Isabella on her knees with her face buried in Sam's pussy. Tearing off his clothes he was on Isabella in a matter of seconds, sliding in to the hilt. Isabella moaned into Sam's pussy causing her to grab Isabella's head tugging at her head. Sliding two fingers into Sam she moved them in and out in time with Edgar's thrusts, a few minutes later she could feel Sam pulsing around her fingers. Edgar slapped Isabella's ass hard which was enough to send her over the edge carrying Edgar with her. Edgar collapsed pulling Isabella with him onto the bed, he felt as if he'd just run a marathon. Isabella turned onto her back and just stared up at the ceiling reviewing the events of the evening in her mind. It was certainly a pleasurable experience, but she felt guilty about the whole thing. When Sam swung her arm over Isabella's chest it took all her strength not to cringe. Once Edgar and Sam were asleep Isabella slipped out of the bed and left the bedroom. Slipping on a nightgown she sat down on the window seat and stared out the window. That was where Sig found her a few hours later.
Sig walked into Edgar's suite wondering what had transpired. He spotted Isabella on the window ledge her nightgown pulled over her legs as she stared blankly out the window. The sun was up and he thought she was probably burning out her retinas.
"Come on honey" said Sig putting his arm around her, pulling her into his lap. She laid her head on his shoulder, whispering "I feel terrible" into Sig's ear.
"What happened?" asked Sig.
"We all slept together" said Isabella her head still buried in Sig's shoulder.
"Wow" was all Sig could think to say.
He knew Edgar loved Louise, he was surprised that he'd let the situation get so far out of hand. But then again he was a man and having the chance to have a threesome with two beautiful women was hard to turn down. Edgar appeared in the doorway of the bedroom and saw Isabella curled up in Sig's arms. He'd been surprised and a little alarmed to wake up without Isabella as a buffer between him and Sam.
"Isabella, are you ok?" asked Edgar sitting down on the window seat.
"Not really" said Isabella turning her head to face Edgar.
"What's wrong?" asked Edgar.
"You're kidding right" said Isabella incredulously.
"Isabella nothing happened between Sam and me" said Edgar soothingly.
"So. It was still wrong" said Isabella quietly.
Sig listened to the conversation shifting Isabella in his lap, as his hand slipped down to move her he realized that she wasn't wearing underwear. Sig used all his mental strength to will himself not to get an erection. His iron will was no match for the appearance of a very naked Sam in the doorway of the bedroom.
"Why is everyone up so early?" she asked. "And dressed."
"Ella, what's wrong?" asked Sam walking over to where Isabella was sitting on Sig's lap. "Oh Ella, I'm sorry, I know I kind of bullied you into it and didn't tell you that I invited Edgar but it was wonderful."
"Shut up Sam" said Isabella turning her head back to Sig's shoulder.
"You'll get over it Ella, you always have before" said Sam walking back to the bedroom.
She remerged a few minutes later dressed. "I'll call you later Ella. Thanks for a wonderful night Edgar."
Edgar cringed at her choice of words and let out the breath he was holding when she closed the door.
"Come on Isabella, lets take a shower" said Edgar pulling her out of Sig's arms. He and Sig shared a look before Edgar closed the bedroom door.
In the bathroom Edgar started the water before pulling Isabella's nightgown over her head. Next he pulled off his pajama pants and stepped into the shower stall with Isabella. He soaped her gently washing the remnants of last nights activities off of her skin. Then he washed her hair, gently running his fingers through to detangle it. Finally he washed himself before turning off the water. Wrapping Isabella in a towel he dried her hair with another before wrapping it around his waist. Walking back into the bedroom Isabella selected some clothes and put them on. Edgar also dressed before sitting down on the bed.
"I'm sorry Isabella, things got a little crazy last night" said Edgar.
"I'm sorry that I let it get out of hand. I should have told her no and made her leave. Her whole reason for wanting to meet you was so she could sleep with you." said Isabella.
"Isabella, I'm a grown man and I can take responsibility for my own mistakes" said Edgar. Isabella gave him a watery smile before standing up and walking into the adjoining suite. He heard her making coffee and then take it into Sig. Edgar sighed, even after the night they'd had she still took care of her promise to take care of Sig.