"All Four One is the short story of two brothers, their wives, their struggle to conceive, and their unconventional solution to it. This is a feel good story that will make you smile, make you laugh, and make you shed a tear or two over the plight these wonderful people are enduring. I was pleasantly surprised by the solution and resolution to this plot and recommend All Four One to anyone who needs to read a book that will run you through the emotional gamut of tears to smiles. Caitlyn Willows does a wonderful job of bringing her characters to life and making you feel attached to all parties involved."--Two Lips Reviews
"What if we all have sex together?"
Three sets of eyes stared at Rachel. Palms up, she shrugged. "The conception of our child would have love, passion--"
"Awkwardness," Craig threw in.
"So we'll work out the kinks as we go," she tossed back.
Liz plopped down to the sofa. "And how do you propose to do that?"
"We pretty much live together now. We hear each other having sex all the time. Hell, we've even walked in on each other a time or two. And we've all admitted hearing one couple having sex makes the other want it."
Without warning she stood and yanked her T-shirt over her head, then wiggled out of her white shorts. Down to silk panties and matching white bra, Rachel did a slow pirouette before them. "You've seen me in a two-piece swimsuit. Tell me, other than the fact you know this is underwear, is it any different? This is where we start. Next?"
Rob and Craig stood at the same time and stripped down to their boxers. All turned to Liz. She glanced from one to the other, at the erections starting to blossom for both men. Only a fool or a dead man wouldn't have reacted.
"We can do this," Rachel told her.
Rob nodded. "We can make this work, honey."
Her gaze shifted to Craig's, then back to Rob. One by one she slipped the buttons of her sundress through their holes. Once open, she shrugged her shoulders free of the garment and tossed it aside.
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