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“Jeez, I’m joking, you asshole,” Linden grumbles at Oakley, getting to his feet and rubbing his throat. There’s a tension in the room that wasn’t there before, and suddenly all eyes are on me.
“Well?” Oakley demands.
“Well, what?” I blink back, confused.
“Obviously you slept with him, I felt it. I think the whole fucking town heard you screaming his name.”
Scarlet is not a good look on me. Holy hell, can this get any more embarrassing?
“Did you bond? Are you fated mates?”
“Can’t you feel it?” I ask in shock.
“I can feel our bond.”
“So none of you know that I’m bonded with all of you?”
“Well, babe,” Ash smiles gently. “It wasn’t hard to guess.”
“But you can’t feel it?”
“We can only feel our own bond with you,” Ash confirms. I look at Rowan and Linden.
“And you guys too?”
They share a fleeting glance, an entire chapter’s worth of words silently spoken in that moment.
“We can feel each other’s bond,” Rowan admits.
“Because you’re brothers?” Ash asks before I can.
“Perhaps,” Rowan hedges and it hits me. I know exactly why he’s being so cagey: to protect me. Probably in an attempt to save me any more embarrassment. I sigh, resigned to everything getting even more awkward.
“Tell them,” I sigh again.
“When Jas and I had sex, we didn’t bond. We didn’t bond until last night.”
“Huh? I thought she bonded with Linden last night?” Ash frowns in confusion and his innocence just makes me burn even hotter with mortification.
“She did.”
“So, like, she slept with you both on the same day?”
“Oh my God! Are you too stupid to live?!” Oakley cries in exasperation. “She bonded with them both. At. The. Same. Time!”
“Oh,” Ash says. “OH!” His eyes widen as the realisation hits him. “So is that why you can feel each other’s bonds?”
“I think so,” Rowan replies while Linden just smirks like he’s King of the World.
“Fuck my life,” I groan, pushing my plate away and resting my head on the table. It’s far too early for these kinds of conversations.
“So, if we wanted to feel the bond too…” Ash begins to hedge, and I cringe at what he’s suggesting. Only, that mortified horror isn’t the message computed to my libido by my brain. My lady parts light up like a Christmas tree, screaming yes please!
“Yes, we’d have to have a massive orgy.” Oakley smirks.
“Technically, I think it’s classed as a gang bang if we’re all having sex with one girl.”
I want to say hell no, it’s never happening, but of course what comes out of my mouth is completely different.
