smiled because this was more like the brothers
she knew, always ready with a smart-aleck response but filled with love for
their sister.
“So why are you two so quiet?” Susie asked.
John turned a light shade of pink. “Gwen. Philip and
I have this uncontrollable urge to pick her up and take her away and show her
that we can share real well.”
Sammy groaned, and Susie joined her. “Gross, way too much information. I don’t need to have those
images in my head. You and Philip are like the closest thing I have to
brothers.”
Seeing their discomfort, Sammy cut them a break.
“You two are the reason I’m willing to date again. I know not all guys are arseholes . So what can I do to help?”
Philip sighed. “I don’t know. Gwen is engaged, and
we know we’re her mates. Her family won’t approve. John and I don’t know how it
would work anyway. We’re not shifters.”
Sammy narrowed her mouth as they both knew that had
nothing to do with it.
John held up his hand. “Before either of you open
your big mouths hear us out. Philip and I have talked about it. We don’t know
if we could share for the rest of our lives. We have done a night or two with
different women here or there, but a relationship is totally different.”
Philip smiled at Susie and winked at her. “We’re not
shifter men, so as much as we know about shifters and that a mating is forever
and that love the ultimate love, we don’t know if we can believe that. Today is
the fourth time we’ve seen Gwen, and our attraction grows every time. The first
time she saw us she was terrified and ran. The second she told us what she was
to us and that nothing would be done. The third time, she kissed us, and well
John and I haven’t been with a woman since. Seeing her today has put us on
edge. We need to do something. We can’t live like this.”
Susie hugged Philip, and Sammy hugged John. “I will
help you in whatever way you need.” John’s arms came around her.
“Thanks, Sammy. The same goes for you.”
Photos had been taken, and Sammy watched in wonder
at the tension in Philip and John as they stood close or touched Gwen. Sammy
could see Gwen’s eyes flash bear anytime one of the men touched her.
They were all now at the reception. Sammy knew Slater
and Brock were already unhappy that she’d been partnered with John and hadn’t
had a chance to be alone with them. Sammy hadn’t been to their table as they
were seated with Brock’s parents and Slater’s. Sammy had avoided meeting Slater’s parents after the disastrous
introduction to Adele.
Sammy could feel eyes on her as she ate dessert.
Speeches had just finished, and she’d been grateful Susie was happy to do the
speech. Sammy turned to the table Brock’s and Slater’s families sat at to see
everyone staring at the bridal table. She noticed a brown haired man narrow his
eyes on Gwen, then look to Philip and John.
Sandy stood and started going from table to table
talking to her guests.
“Something’s going on,” John said beside her.
Philip came over to them and pulled her up. “Do you
know why we were getting death stares? I also noticed you were getting some
nasty ones, too.”
Brock came over and snarled at Philip. “You don’t
need to hold her hand now.”
Phillip dropped his hand, and Sammy turned a glare
at Brock. “Hello to you, too. There is no need to talk
like that.”
Slater came up beside Brock. “Brock’s a bit on edge.
His mother is on his case driving him and everyone nuts.”
Sammy felt bad for snapping at him and took both
their hands. The DJ cleared his throat and tapped on the mic.
“Attention, ladies and gentlemen, the bride and
grooms would like to do their first dances. Fist the bride will dance with
Zack, then Jake. Her father will cut in, then her brother. If we could then
have the bridesmaids with their partners, and then everyone may dance.”
Sandy took to the dance floor, and a slow waltz came
on. She danced with Zack for
she knew, always ready with a smart-aleck response but filled with love for
their sister.
“So why are you two so quiet?” Susie asked.
John turned a light shade of pink. “Gwen. Philip and
I have this uncontrollable urge to pick her up and take her away and show her
that we can share real well.”
Sammy groaned, and Susie joined her. “Gross, way too much information. I don’t need to have those
images in my head. You and Philip are like the closest thing I have to
brothers.”
Seeing their discomfort, Sammy cut them a break.
“You two are the reason I’m willing to date again. I know not all guys are arseholes . So what can I do to help?”
Philip sighed. “I don’t know. Gwen is engaged, and
we know we’re her mates. Her family won’t approve. John and I don’t know how it
would work anyway. We’re not shifters.”
Sammy narrowed her mouth as they both knew that had
nothing to do with it.
John held up his hand. “Before either of you open
your big mouths hear us out. Philip and I have talked about it. We don’t know
if we could share for the rest of our lives. We have done a night or two with
different women here or there, but a relationship is totally different.”
Philip smiled at Susie and winked at her. “We’re not
shifter men, so as much as we know about shifters and that a mating is forever
and that love the ultimate love, we don’t know if we can believe that. Today is
the fourth time we’ve seen Gwen, and our attraction grows every time. The first
time she saw us she was terrified and ran. The second she told us what she was
to us and that nothing would be done. The third time, she kissed us, and well
John and I haven’t been with a woman since. Seeing her today has put us on
edge. We need to do something. We can’t live like this.”
Susie hugged Philip, and Sammy hugged John. “I will
help you in whatever way you need.” John’s arms came around her.
“Thanks, Sammy. The same goes for you.”
Photos had been taken, and Sammy watched in wonder
at the tension in Philip and John as they stood close or touched Gwen. Sammy
could see Gwen’s eyes flash bear anytime one of the men touched her.
They were all now at the reception. Sammy knew Slater
and Brock were already unhappy that she’d been partnered with John and hadn’t
had a chance to be alone with them. Sammy hadn’t been to their table as they
were seated with Brock’s parents and Slater’s. Sammy had avoided meeting Slater’s parents after the disastrous
introduction to Adele.
Sammy could feel eyes on her as she ate dessert.
Speeches had just finished, and she’d been grateful Susie was happy to do the
speech. Sammy turned to the table Brock’s and Slater’s families sat at to see
everyone staring at the bridal table. She noticed a brown haired man narrow his
eyes on Gwen, then look to Philip and John.
Sandy stood and started going from table to table
talking to her guests.
“Something’s going on,” John said beside her.
Philip came over to them and pulled her up. “Do you
know why we were getting death stares? I also noticed you were getting some
nasty ones, too.”
Brock came over and snarled at Philip. “You don’t
need to hold her hand now.”
Phillip dropped his hand, and Sammy turned a glare
at Brock. “Hello to you, too. There is no need to talk
like that.”
Slater came up beside Brock. “Brock’s a bit on edge.
His mother is on his case driving him and everyone nuts.”
Sammy felt bad for snapping at him and took both
their hands. The DJ cleared his throat and tapped on the mic.
“Attention, ladies and gentlemen, the bride and
grooms would like to do their first dances. Fist the bride will dance with
Zack, then Jake. Her father will cut in, then her brother. If we could then
have the bridesmaids with their partners, and then everyone may dance.”
Sandy took to the dance floor, and a slow waltz came
on. She danced with Zack for
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