Page 91 of The Slayer Seduction

“She wants to talk to you,” Adam coaxes, and I tilt my head in curiosity over their exchange.

How many times are they having private conversations I’m not privy to?

Adam sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You’re being so fucking dramatic. Just talk to her.”

I sit a little straighter. Worry floods me and I wonder if he’s feeling less than and if there’s any way I can assure him that isn’t the case.

I want both of them.

“Please, Slayer. I’m worried about you.”

That’s what causes the change. It’s fast and the man across from me immediately changes. His posture is more relaxed, his voided eyes blinking at me before he looks away.

I reach out for his hand on the counter and his gaze catches on the spot where we touch.

“Last night was a lot. How are you feeling?”

“About which part? Ending my brother’s life because he asked for it or watching my vessel…wreck you, was it?”

I stare at him, just blinking as his face slowly softens.

“I felt every second of it and well, it doesn’t matter.”

“Of course it matters. Tell me what you’re thinking,” I say, wondering when this murderous vampire slayer made me go so soft for him. But Scarlett was right. Learning how to regulate your emotions and interact with people isn’t a skill that comes easy and he’s trying. I want him to know that he can confide in me and that we’re all in this as a team.

He looks away and sighs. “I liked watching, loved how it felt, but I can not give you that and I suppose you’ll like Adam more because of it.”

My body sinks into the chair, and I hate that he feels inferior. I’m up, out of my seat, and sinking onto his lap before he can even try to stop me.

I grab his chin, forcing his dark eyes on me. He looks confused with his feelings and I need to figure out a way to navigate this all.

“I like you both equally. Just because I enjoyed last night doesn’t mean that I don’t also want your gentleness, Slayer. I want both and I’m sure that makes me insanely greedy and I’m pretty sure there are no Reddit posts about having two boyfriends who share the same body. We’ll just have to figure this out as we go.”

“Mate. Not boyfriend,” he clarifies and knowing it’s what he wants to hear and that I’m no longer afraid of the word I say what he needs right now.

“Yes. Mates,” I agree, running my fingertips down his face.

His posture loosens up as he holds on to me tighter.

“You’re absolutely sure that you were fine with how he handled you?”

My cheeks heat and I clear my throat. “Yes, and there’s a good chance that maybe things might get even more intense between us. Are you going to be okay with that?”

“Yes, and I will always be there to watch and make sure that Adam does not cross any lines.”

“That’s very sweet, Slayer.”

“You hear that, Scarlett, I’m sweet.”

“I’m trying to watch my shows,” Scarlett says from the couch, even though I know she’s been eavesdropping during the whole conversation.

“Besides me and Adam, how are you doing with everything else that happened last night?”

“I am fine.”

“But your brother⁠—”

He shakes his head. Both of his hands are on my thighs now as he speaks.