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“Prinze is here?” he asked, frowning, and I forgot I hadn’t told him. Things had been moving quickly.
Unstrapping, I angled a look back. “He wanted to be here, and his parents are friends with Ramses and Brielle.”
I hadn’t been told what to call them yet, but I assumed their names. Mr. and Mrs. Mallick felt weird, all of this just another thing I had to wrap my head around.
“I get them wanting to be here.” Bru unstrapped too. He dropped his arms on the seats. “But it’s Prinze, and he lied to you.”
I knew he had, and I also knew we hadn’t talked about it. “I said it’s okay he’s here, all right?” And I didn’t want him arguing about this with me.
I was already arguing with myself about it.
The activity outside had ceased, and though Ares had gotten out of the car, he hadn’t gone to talk with anyone. He was too busy with his sight focused in the Hummer. His head tilted at me, and I waved him off. We were fine in here.
Again, that was so weird.
It would take some adjustments being under the protective eye of Legacy. Especially when another watchful gaze appeared at Ares’s right side. Dorian too was looking in here.
“Just as long as you’re fine with it,” Bru said, backing up and getting out. There was so much more I wanted to say to my brother, but I didn’t. I’d never gotten a chance to really go over anything with him before he’d left to take the bags down this afternoon. He needed to know he had control in this situation too and should always talk to me if he needed something. I really didn’t want him getting lost.
Promising myself I’d make sure that didn’t happen, I did get out, but not on my own. Security ended up opening the door for me, and I thanked the woman who got the door. Ares joined my side then. Dorian was in between his parents, a perfect mashup of their beauty and poise.
The dark prince was nervous. He kept wiping his hands on his jeans, but when no one said anything, he stepped forward.
“Dad, this is Bru and Sloane.” He gestured between us. He stopped on me. “I suppose you both already met my mom.”
He fidgeted again when his mom came forward and took my hand.
“I hope the drive was okay with all that madness,” she said, obviously referencing the press. After Bru and I got out of the car, Dorian’s dad dismissed the two members of security we had, so they could do another walk-through of the property just in case. I’d heard him. She placed her other hand on mine. “Hopefully some of that will die down soon.”
“Yeah, hopefully.”
She smiled at Bru. “And good to see you.”
Bru took her hand, shaking it. At this point, Dorian’s dad waited, patient, with his son by his side. A smile graced his dad’s lips during the exchange, and when his wife introduced him, he offered his hand as well.
“Nice to meet you, Bru,” his dad said before his gaze fell on me.
“Royal, this is Sloane,” December said, her hand cuffing around his arm. She leaned in. “Ares’s twin.”
“Definitely can see that.” Royal directed a look between the Legacy boys, his lips turned down at them both. “And you kids missed that how?”
I’d give them credit that it wasn’t obvious. I mean, we weren’t identical, but if the fact had been put out there, people definitely wouldn’t be surprised to know.
Hindsight was twenty-twenty, I guess. At least, in their case. The boys ended up shrugging, and when Royal offered his hand, I took it.
“Nice to meet you, Sloane,” he said, his shake short, polite. He definitely didn’t linger, and that might have been for my sake. These people all probably thought I’d run if given the chance.
You had before.
My gaze fell on the dark prince. In fact, he hadn’t looked at anyone but me since I’d arrived.
December was hugging Ares, her hands on his face when she came away. I’d heard during breakfast she was his godmom, and that made sense if Ramses was her best friend.
“Where’s Mom and Dad?” Ares asked, and December returned to Royal’s side. Royal put his arm around her, hugging her close, and I realized I’d never really seen exchanges like that growing up. Marilyn had died when I’d been so young.
“Inside. Brielle was pacing so…” December studied Royal, whose smile was tight, pleasant but tight nonetheless. She placed her hand on his chest. “Ramses thought it’d be a good idea for her to get a hot tea. Take a break. He took her inside to make one for her, and we told them we’d come get them both when Bru and Sloane got here.”
Ares had mentioned sweet things his dad did for his mom before.
