“Like you’re not?” His face morphs into the Dom, and he places his drink down slowly.
“Only for her. When are we asking?” I sigh and try to keep my true feelings hidden from him.
“You’re nervous,” I grunt and shake my head.
“Am not.” The fucker points at my face, which I can feel has heated with a very uncharacteristic blush.
“Holy shit, you are! Are you worried she’ll say no? Cause I can pretty much guarantee it’ll be a yes bro.” Dare sips his drink without a single care in the world.
“It’s a big fucking step,” I argue, but deep down I know I have nothing to worry about.
Jess loves us unconditionally.
“The only thing that will be different is the way she signs her name. We already live together. I’m the one who needs to beworried. I gotta create a whole human with her. Now that is fucking nerve-wracking.” Okay, he’s got a fair point.
“Do you know if your swimmers work?” I grin at the glare Dare sends my way.
“I am the younger one, and my pipes have had regular maintenance throughout the years. Unlike a stern, stuck-up soldier whose poor balls have suffered in those tighty whities for the past twenty-odd years.” I roll my eyes at his lack of uniform knowledge.
“I wear boxers, asshole.” I sip my whiskey and nod.
“Now, but the constant blue balls you suffered on deployments stand.” I can’t help but laugh at the truth.
I didn’t always have the luxury of privacy to jerk off, let alone get a quickie in with some random woman. Not that I was ever the type of man to do that, but I’d be lying if I didn’t admit to a few one-night stands throughout my career.
“Jess is young and healthy. I’ll get the job done.” I can see how he struggles not to pound his chest like Tarzan.
“Oops, will you look at the time. Drink up, bro. We have dinner plans tonight.” He tips up his tumbler and swallows a finger’s worth of whiskey in one go without making a face.
“What’s on the menu?” I ask with as much nonchalance as I can muster before following my twin’s lead and downing the whiskey.
I let out a little whistle when the burn hits my throat, but I manage to keep my face from puckering up.
“Jess, if we’re lucky.” Wow, that was a really nice avid of my question.
He’s gotten used to me being around constantly now that we’ve all moved in together.
“We’re always lucky.” Dare checks his phone and frowns.
“What’s up?” He pinches the bridge of his nose and curses softly.
“Nothing I can’t fix in five minutes. Mind if we detour to Yearn? I need to handle this before we meet Jess.” I shrugged, not knowing what the actual plan is tonight, so I’m on his timetable regardless.
“Do I have a choice?” Dare slaps my shoulder with a wide grin on his face.
“Nope, but I appreciate the new go with the flow War. It’s fucking refreshing. Come on. If we’re late, Jess might not feed us.” I roll my eyes as I grab my coat.
“I’m blaming you! I want my dessert tonight.” I follow after Dare as he holds open the door for me.
“Don’t you always?” We both laugh as we head to his car.
“Since we could talk.”
Chapter Three.
Jessina
Dare texted that they were on the way. I frantically checked, then triple-checked that I had everything I needed ready. The menu wasn’t anything crazy, but I still spent most of the late afternoon and early evening with Dare’s best friend to perfect it.
