Rob and Liz Bennett are heartbroken to learn Rob is sterile. Now they know firsthand how Rob’s brother and his wife felt when Rachel couldn’t conceive.
They’d also grieved with Craig and Rachel when the baby placed with them for adoption was removed six months later when the birth mother changed her mind.
Rachel refuses to risk another attempt. It looks as if neither couple will ever experience the joy of children. Unless…
Desperate times call for desperate measures and Rob has the perfect solution. Liz and Craig as “the breeders” will make a child
for all of them. Liz decrees this won’t be a turkey-baster conception. This child will be conceived of the love each of them has for the other.
They will switch partners and all be together at the moment four become one. Now all they have to do is convince the other couple.
WHAT THE REVIEWERS ARE SAYING
FIVE HEARTS! What an amazing story! Although very short, Ms. Willows uses her words very sparingly and tells an intensive and complete story. All four characters are very well-written, with their emotions and love shining through. They all want to help each other, but since it seems that Craig and Liz are the only two capable of conceiving a child, they decide that they can only have ménage sex. Then, if they conceive, they can consider either man the father and even if Liz is the biological mother, Rachel will feel part of the process. Their sexual activities are incredibly hot-and I wanted to join in the fun! I did expect a twist in this story-Ms. Willows is famous for them-and the twist was very well done. Thank you, Ms. Willows, for another beautiful story. ~Marcy Arbitman, The Romance Studio
I absolutely loved ALL FOUR ONE by Caitlyn Willows!! I found myself easily wanting to see what would happen next with these couples. The love they all shared and the heart ache wrenched my chest. Rob and Liz, Craig and Rachel are all characters that are fully developed and come alive across these pages. As a short read, I found this a perfect story for quick entertainment. ALL FOUR ONE has a wonderful plot and great dialogue. The emotion is thick and the end will leave you satisfied. ~ Klarissa, Joyfully Reviewed
4/5 STARS! Wow!!! For a short story, All Four One packs a mighty punch. Ms. Willows wasted no time getting us to understand the pain and suffering that the main characters are going through. Liz and Rob are madly in love and Rob feels cheated that he can’t give his wife the one thing that she truly wants. Liz is hurt not just for herself, but for the pain that Rob is feeling over his sterility. Craig and Rachel are also madly in love, but Rachel has had more pain to endure with their quest to have children. We learn that Rachel has tried everything biological and legal, but she was constantly let down. Rachel, in my opinion, was the strongest character. Even though she was hurting, she refused to let Liz, Rob, and Craig give up on their hope to have a child. The sex between the two couples was hot! It didn’t seem tawdry, but was written with lots of love. Granted I didn’t have to grab any toys, but the sexual acts portrayed warmed my heart. The love displayed by Liz, Rob, Rachel, and Craig was one of hope and promise. As the story progressed, it could be said that love does conquer all. Once again, a great job of writing from a great author. ~LT Blue, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
FIVE ROSES! I was easily captivated by the characters of this story. Robert, Craig are brothers who married best friends Rachel and Liz. The four of them have been together since their school days. This is an erotic short story that definitely gives off heat and leaves the reader wanting more of the same. Both couples want to have children but each one is unable because of their spouse so the only solution is to stick together and follow their hearts. Magic is love and love is a physical entity that has no rules. Will all four find the happiness they crave, read and find out but be prepared to sweat. ~Sierra, My Book Cravings
FOUR ANGELS! All Four One is a quick read centered around two couples and one common desire. Taking a chance to go for what they want, taking that extra step to ensure that they all have it, readers will be touched by the lengths to which two brothers and their wives go. Rob and Craig are wonderful, devoted husbands that truly love their wives. Rachel and Liz are the best of friends, close enough with one another that they might as well be sisters instead of sister-in-laws. The sizzling passion within this story is hot and amazing to witness when readers understand the full plot of this story. Caitlyn Willows did a good job at bringing two men and two women to life and drawing readers into their journey to have what their hearts desire. ~Shayley, Fallen Angel Reviews
FOUR LIPS! 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. ~Tara, Two Lips Reviews
Liz Bennett swore she wouldn’t cry, yet tears drifted silently
down her cheeks. They would never be able to have children…ever. As much as the
knowledge broke her heart, it hurt more to see the devastation on her husband’s
face. He hadn’t said a word once the doctor gave final diagnosis that Rob was
sterile. He didn’t have to. Liz knew what he was thinking—that he’d failed as a
man, as her man. Her assurances to the contrary would come later, when
they both weren’t so raw with emotion.
He gripped the steering wheel of their SUV, eyes locked
forward, focusing on Memorial Day traffic zipping along with them on I-10.
Every so often she’d see him blink rapidly to clear his own tears. She wanted
to wrap her arms around those broad shoulders, rest her cheek against the mesa
of his chest, and never let go. She’d loved him since the first day they met
five years ago when they’d collided outside the bank, and had never stopped.
His blue eyes captured the color of the sky. His brown hair reflected the sun’s
gold. Every word, every breath, and, God knew, every touch melded into her
soul. The love of her life.
The man could look GQ in ratty jeans and torn T-shirt.
He was wonderfully handsome on those very rare occasions he wore a tux. No
wonder the ladies, young and old, smiled at him on his UPS route. Those brown
shorts showed one of his best assets—his legs, tanned golden from constant
exposure to the Southern California sun. Today he was casual for their doctor
appointment, khakis and a blue pullover that made his eyes stand out. She’d
longed to see those eyes in those of their children one day.
Rob cleared his throat. “Do you want to cancel dinner with
Craig and Rachel?” His gaze never left the road.
If anyone would understand what they were going through,
those two would. Rachel had received the same news four years ago. She’d sobbed
her heart out in Liz’s arms while the two brothers had talked about it in
another room. Craig had shed as many tears as his wife. Then the four of them had
convened to the living room to weigh the options available…options that had yet
“No,” Liz finally replied. “They’ll want to support us and
help us through this. It wouldn’t be fair to shut them out.” Craig and Rachel
were also their best friends. “You know they’re waiting for the results.”
Having a baby in the family meant the world to them too.
Since they couldn’t be parents, they lived to spoil a niece or nephew.
“I know,” Rob quietly replied. “Rachel’s still trying to
kick that stomach virus. I thought she might prefer to stay home and rest.
Mexican food might not be the best decision tonight.”
“If she does, she’ll tell us.”
They’d all been laid low by the bug the month before. It had
spread like wildfire from one of them to the other. Liz spent one night
sleeping on the bathroom floor because she didn’t want to get too far from the toilet.
It’d taken them a week to bounce back. Rachel still struggled to recover.
Rob sniffed and blinked his vision clear. “I love you,
Liz brushed her hand over his thigh and squeezed. “I love
you too. This isn’t your fault. You have nothing to be sorry about. We’ll—”
She didn’t know how to be optimistic, not after seeing all
Craig and Rachel had been through.
They’d tried just about every procedure known to medical
science to regulate Rachel’s cycle. Invitro fertilization also failed. The
doctors were baffled. One specialist had even suggested she was going through
early menopause. Adoption broke their hearts all over again when the baby girl
placed in their care was taken back by the birth mother six months later. That
was when they finally gave up, resigned to thinking they simply weren’t
destined to have a child…any child.
Now Rob and Liz stood in their shoes, looking down that
long, hard road and all the heartbreak that went with it. Liz didn’t want to
Even as she thought that, longing squeezed her heart. She’d
never feel a baby grow inside her, never hear that bubbly first laughter, never
have little arms around her neck, never hear a little voice call her “mama.”
She covered her eyes to hide a new burst of tears as Rob pulled
onto the exit ramp. It seemed the closer they got to Craig and Rachel’s, the
more out of her control her emotions. As much as she wanted to tell Rob it
didn’t matter, she knew lying to him wouldn’t fix it. They both knew
It could be worse. At least they had each other. That was
enough. It was going to have to be.
Liz pulled in a deep breath, focusing on as many positives
as she could think of. They were relatively healthy, Rob’s sterility
notwithstanding. They had good jobs, a steady income…
“It’s going to kill Mom and Dad to learn they’ll never be
grandparents,” he said.
Guilt scooted Liz’s despair aside. Her family was lucky
there. Her brother and sister and their spouses were extremely prolific,
blessing her parents with a total of eight grandchildren. Rob and Craig were
the only children in the Bennett family. With Rachel being unable to get
pregnant and now Rob’s news…
“I think we should go to a sperm bank.” For the first time
since they’d gotten in the vehicle, Rob glanced her way. “We’ll find a donor
who matches me and that’ll be that.”
Liz starting shaking her head before he finished. “I won’t
go through what Craig and Rachel have.”
He wrapped his hand around hers. “You won’t. Their problem
is with Rachel, not Craig. You can get pregnant…and will. Please, honey,
I want us to have a baby.”
She did too. While this was an alternative, it felt
so…clinical. She couldn’t wrap her mind around it. “I’d always thought we’d
conceive a child in love.”
“We are in love. I’m sure the doctor will let me be there
during the procedure. What does it matter how? We’ll be able to experience the
“I suppose. But what would we really know about the man who
donated the sperm? His family medical history. His medical status. His life. He
could’ve lied on the application about anything and everything. It happens a
lot, no matter how many precautions are put in place to stop it. It’s a risk I
don’t want to take.”
“I guess you have a point.” Rob dropped her hand. They
continued on in silence as he negotiated the grid-like street turns into the
Craig and Rachel lived in an area not unlike their own. Two
blocks could have separated them instead of twenty miles. Rows of houses were
lined up on either side of the street in neat perfection, single-storied in an
array of colors, green lawns, trees dotted here and there, and sidewalks that
threaded each to the other. Liz kept her gaze focused on the pale yellow house
halfway down the block where shoulders to cry on waited. A forest of geraniums
huddled under the windows. Pots of jade, kalanchoe, and aloe vera plants were
tucked away on the deep-set porch.
The front door opened as Rob pulled into the driveway. Craig
and Rachel waited on the step, somehow realizing that rushing up on them wouldn’t
be wise. Rachel wore white shorts and a figure-hugging red T-shirt. As always,
her feet were bare. For the first time in a month it looked as if she finally
had some color back in her cheeks.
Craig had his arm draped around her, rubbing circles against
her shoulder with his thumb as he watched them park. Judging from his jeans and
a faux Raiders jersey, he’d either been home long enough to change, or taken
the day off work while they wanted for word. Neither smiled.
“They know,” she said. They’d probably suspected all along.
Rob glanced toward the couple. Two years might separate the
brothers, but they resembled each other enough to be thought of as fraternal
twins. Their similarities often caused confusion on their respective UPS
routes. Oddly, those who didn’t know them all thought she and Rachel were
sisters as well. Liz always considered that quite a compliment. She wished she
had her sister-in-law’s stamina. Rachel was an energetic ball of fire with an
infectious laugh. They had the same coloring—dark blond with olive green eyes,
the same build—around five-five and curvy, the same overall
personality—generally upbeat with a good sense of humor. In fact, they were
better suited as siblings than she and her own sister, whose hair color seemed
to change as often as her moods.
She and Rob left the vehicle at the same time. He slipped
his arm around her waist and dropped a kiss to her temple as they walked toward
Craig swung open the aluminum storm door behind him as they
neared. Rachel’s arms opened to her. Tears glistened in her eyes. Warmth, love,
and understanding embraced her in a hug that promised everything would be all
right. The brothers hugged too.
“I’ve got no swimmers. It’s not fair,” Rob choked out once
they stepped inside.
“I know it’s not.” Craig squeezed another hug around him.
Grasping his shoulders, Rob set his brother at arm’s length.
“I want you to get my wife pregnant.”