Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 100953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 505(@200wpm)___ 404(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 505(@200wpm)___ 404(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
“I can take care of myself.” I love that everyone wants to protect me, but it’s smothering at times. Their concern is out of true love, not out of obligation, which makes me so happy but also drives me up a wall.
“You sound like a jealous lover,” Erik adds, repeating what I said before they got here.
Bishop’s face turns deadly and the air in the room grows thick.
“I’m not fucking around. If something happens to her it’s probably best you two don’t come back.” With that, he stomps out of the room.
“What the fuck?” Ezra mutters as we look at each other in disbelief.
“He’s losing it,” I say quietly. He’s being a dick, but I still love him like a father.
“Are you sure you two aren't mates?” Erik eyes me.
“No.” My face scrunches in disgust at the idea. Not only does that sound gross, it also sounds so wrong. I’d be lying if I didn't feel like I had a deeper connection with Bishop, but that’s because he’s my maker. “I just feel a stronger bond with him. He’s our maker, so I’m sure you guys feel it, too. It’s the thing that keeps us closer to him. It’s probably not the same way you feel about Kane and me, but with him it’s stronger. Right?”
“Nope,” they both say in unison and without hesitation.
“We feel the same about all of you,” Erik says, and Ezra nods in agreement.
I watch them lock eyes with each other and I know their bond is deeper than it would ever be with any of us. While we are all a family, they are twins and that’s something special.
“Let’s go, I don’t want to be late.” I want to go because I don’t want dwell on the connection I feel to Bishop. And I’m praying Bishop doesn’t have more than a family love for me.
I laugh when I step outside and see a limo waiting outside for us.
“You know we like to do things in style.” The driver comes around and opens the door for me. I slide in and the twins follow in after me.
“Were you two players when you were human?” I ask, leaning back in my seat.
“You’d never believe us if we told you,” Ezra mutters.
“That bad, huh? I bet you left broken hearts everywhere,” I tease.
I always avoided men like them, knowing they had heartbreak written all over them. When I was human my heart was too delicate for anything like that. To me anything sexual always felt like more than having a little bit of fun. I thought it was meant to be special, and so I wanted to wait for the perfect man. But look where that got me.
“We were kind of loners, to be honest,” Erik admits.
“I’m not buying it.” No way they weren’t the center of attention. They’re charming and can be the life of the party. “But you’re so…” I trail off, not sure how to describe how unbelievable that is.
“Before Bishop found us, left for dead by our piece of shit father, it was always just the two of us. We were a team and always had each other’s backs. We didn't want anything coming between that.” He shrugs. “Some chicks would try and pull us apart. They’d get us to fight over them so we just stayed away from girls after that.”
“That’s heartbreaking, and one of the sweetest things I’ve ever heard.” The idea that they won’t let anything come between them is true loyalty.
“Maybe there’s a girl out there who would want us both.” Ezra says, but he looks like he doesn’t believe the words coming out of his own mouth. Erik shakes his head in denial. I’ve never heard of two vampires sharing a mate before. Could that even be possible?
“Kane found someone,” I offer.
That’s shocking if you ask me. If I had to bet out of all of us who would be the last to find a mate it would had been him. Bishop and I would be a close second. At one time I wanted the fairy tale, but I don’t think I could ever trust another man in that way again. You never know who people really are until they want to show you. Though with Kane, that worked out for the best. He'd gone from a grumpy giant man to a pile of sweetness.
When we get to the theatre I’m surprised how well-behaved both the twins are. Except for the random added monologue that I have to say made the play even more enjoyable, they were a lot of fun. It isn't until the end of the play that the feeling from the day before starts to creep up my spine. Erik puts his arm behind my chair, feeling my mood shift.
“What is it?” he asks me as his eyes track around the room.