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Same reason. I kept my mouth closed because I didn’t want to say a single thing to prove his theory right. If we went down this road with her, what would ensure that she wouldn’t go running the other way or worse? Hurting us was an option, too. Then there was Torin to consider. He’d been different since he’d broken up with his last girlfriend. He’d said that she was perfect. The problem had been that he’d wanted to share her with us, but she’d been a very vanilla experience for him. He didn’t want that again. He needed somebody kinky, into being with the three of us, and able to own not only her submission but her sexuality in general.
If that wasn’t Sam, I didn’t know what was.
Chapter Two
ELARA
Waking up from surgery, I was groggy and wished that I’d waited for Crissy to go out with me. Cleaning the bookstore after it’d been closed for six months wasn’t easy. We were still open for business, but dust lined the shelves. Because there hadn’t been traffic for months, the past few weeks had been tough with keeping feens out of the alleyway.
Opening my eyes, I saw one twin asleep in a chair nearest me. There was a blanket on the couch where the other may have been. The beeping machine caught my attention, and I noticed all the wires coming from me.
I wanted to speak, but it felt like there was a frog in my throat. I coughed a little and tried to clear it, catching the twin’s attention and pulling him from his sleep.
“Sam…” He wiped his hand across his face, and when he leaned forward, I got a whiff of a spliff. This was Tavi. He smoked, and Caesar didn’t. Identical, I’d learned to tell them apart by their personalities. Now that he raised his head, I realized his hair was loose, another Tavi trait.
“Water,” I mumbled. The single word felt like I scraped sandpaper across my vocal cords.
“On it. Let me get the nurse.” He disappeared out of the room, and when he returned, he had a team of nurses and an ice water pitcher in his hands.
“Ms. Deadwood, I want to get your vitals. We kept you here because you struggled with the anesthesia. You had an allergic reaction during the procedure.” After she took my vitals, she checked my throat for swelling and hives. “Looks okay. I’m going to have you start with ice chips. Let it rest in your mouth and melt. Swallow that, and we’ll go from there.”
I went to move my hand, but pain and dead weight greeted me. I closed my eyes and prayed for strength.
“Don’t move your injured arm. It’s broken in three places and was dislocated. The doctor had a few places to patch up.” Her voice was gentle and kind, but it irritated me probably because everything seemed to grate on my nerves.
“Here, let me help.” Tavi leaned over and dropped a few ice chips into my mouth.
They were refreshing, and I was grateful that Tavi was here. I knew it was only ice, but he was careful when distributing them, almost like he thought I'd fade away. His eyes searched my face as if he was looking for anything to be the matter. Though silly, the slight gesture made me feel cared for in a way I haven't enjoyed in a long time.
The nurse gave me a button to help to distribute medication for the pain I was in. It, plus the miracle ice from Tavi, made waking up in this bed more tolerable. Now I could focus on more than the blundering throbs echoing throughout my arm.
I cleared my throat again. “Thank you both.”
After a few rounds with nurses and doctors, they left Tavi and me alone. He continued watching as if he thought I'd break.
"What is it that's bothering you, Tavi?" I felt pressure from him, and I didn't know why.
"You could have died." He swallowed before he spoke again. "And I could have never told you how special you are to me."
"You're amazing, too." But unease was settling in because his serious expression of focused eyes and pursed lips told me more was coming.
"Will you go on a date with me? Well, with Caesar, a friend of ours, and myself."
Huh? "Sure, we can go out as friends."
"No, Sam. As more than friends."
When my eyes widened, he carried on.
"I know we've known each other for a while, so maybe it's a little weird since I've never mentioned it before, but that doesn't change that I've wanted to for just as long."
"Okay, but you said Caesar and a friend, too. Caesar doesn't even like me in that way and I don’t know the friend."
"On the contrary." The tilt of his eyebrows and wrinkles in his forehead begged to differ.
"What does all this have to do with being alive? I'm grateful. What does it have to do with you, though?"
"Now we can stop wasting time and get to know each other better."
