Chapter 0240

“One, Ariel Sinclair,” Ben says, laughing, “if you tried to kill me, I could take you.”

I laugh too, grinning at him.

“And two,” he continues, and my face falls along with his as real sorrow appears in his eyes, “if you’re asking me if I’m jealous of you having two of the most eligible men in the nation so upset that you’re not singularly in love with them that they’re ready to kill each other?” He leans forward, a bit intent, a bit sorrowful. “Yeah, babe. I’m jealous.‘

“Oh, Ben,” I murmur, setting my plate of cake aside on the coffee table and leaning forward to him, reaching out. “It will be all right – it will all –”

“It won’t, though, will it?” Ben murmurs, taking my hand and looking down at his knees as he squeezes it, sweet and sorrowful and hopeless. “Not if I…if I want him…”

I squeeze his hand back, not knowing what to say, but the door opens and we both turn to it, both of us sighing to see an exhausted Rafe walk through.

“Dafo

“What is this,” Rafe murmurs, his eyes flicking over my hand held in Ben’s, the half–eaten chocolate cake on the coffee table. Ben and I…we really didn’t go easy on it, did we? “A third mate?”

“If only I were so lucky,” Ben sighs, standing up and then bending over to give me a fond kiss on the cheek.

at him with true gratitude, not yet letting go of

patting my cheek and then standing up straight, looking up at Rafe, the

shoulder with true gratitude, we need some family time for the next couple of hours.”

I exclaim, appalled.

says, coming silently through the door in a way that would impress

way towards the door, preparing to leave

to breakfast, Ben!” I call after him, knowing that the morning meal will be

all have time to pack. Neither Rafe or Jesse counter me, but after the door clicks shut,

know that I’m

big idiots,” I grumble, shoving myself into the corner of the couch and making plenty of room for them. “Eat some cake while you yell at

a slice and sits neatly across the couch from me in Luca’s usual spot that Ben just vacated. “And aren’t you interested, young lady? In the status

when he

floor next to the couch as he reaches for the cake that Jesse slices, puts on a plate, and holds out to him. On the surface Rafe’s being glib,

tell he’s mad. Really, really

also, that they wouldn’t have come back

as he looks down at his plate and

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