Page 10 of Her Shifter Babe

Chapter 4

Stacey.

I TURNED TOWARD TOMMY with tears clouding my vision. “What’s going on, Tommy?” I gasped. “Why was he so upset about my pregnancy?”

Tommy and David live together... but why?

David’s reaction to me and my baby bump had been tantamount to watching someone get their heart broken in a very obvious, very public way. His pain and shock had been palpable, which made no sense.

Who reacts that way to a woman’s pregnancy?

Unless David wasn’t a brother after all, but a lover? In which case his hurt would make a lot more sense.

Tommy ran a hand through his hair and collapsed onto the couch, his expression soured with a grimace. “Damn it. I really didn’t want him finding out like that.”

I moved over to the window and watched as David hurried to his expensive-looking car, jumped inside, and raced off.

Damn it, was right. David was incredibly gorgeous. If I was being blunt, he was too hot for my sanity, especially if my baby was going to be related to him. I’d thought Tommy was as handsome as men came, and he was. But David’s raw sexuality poured off him like a waterfall.

How can they be gay?

My hormones were telling me it made no sense, so I had to find out. Now. The moment David was down the road and out of sight, I shivered with an unease I hadn’t ever felt before. It was strange in a way I couldn’t wrap my head around.

“Are you cold?” Tommy asked from behind me.

I shook my head as I turned back around. “No, I’m not. But you need to tell me what’s going on with David.” When he didn’t respond straight away, I crossed my arms over my chest and sighed. “You can tell me the truth, Tommy. I’m an open-minded person, but I just need to know. Is David your... lover?”

The closeness and intimacy they shared together was obvious, but asking the question was still difficult for me. I prided myself on being an accepting individual, but it smarted a little, since it hadn’t even occurred to me once that Tommy might be gay or bisexual. Married or divorced, maybe. But during the night we’d spent together, there hadn’t been a single moment where I’d had cause to wonder about Tommy’s sexuality.

“Oh, hell no!” Tommy jumped to his feet. “We’re brothers. Literally. We’re fraternal twins. I’ve got photos ... My parents will be here soon enough. You can ask them.”

I nodded slowly, taking him at his word as I shook the tension out of my shoulders. “Then what was that all about? It seems a bit weird that your brother, who I’ve never met, would get so distraught over our baby.”

“Ah... oh, fuck.” Tommy paced the room. “I’m going to have to tell you the truth to explain this situation, but you’re going to have to keep your mind open about it. Okay?”

“I can do that. But you’re not bisexual or married, are you?”

Tommy shook his head. “No, that’s not for me. I’m single and straight as the day is long.”

“Okay.” A rush of relief washed over me, but there was still a tension in my gut I couldn’t resolve. He wasn’t gay or bisexual and he wasn’t married, so what else could it be? I honestly had no idea what he was going to say, but at least he’d answered my questions and been upfront so far.

I’ll just have to see where this goes...

“In my family, twin boys are sometimes born in what is termed a ‘perfect pair’. It means that David and I are kind of opposite of each other in every way. I’m not as serious and I’m much funnier, at least, according to the family. He’s a fucking perfectionist, and way too smart for his own good. Even our coloring is different. I’m lighter and taller. He’s darker and shorter. Our strengths and weaknesses basically complement each other.”

I nodded as if an odd familial term for twins explained any of our current predicament. “Okay. So, what’re are you trying to say, Tommy?”

He dragged in a huge breath, running another frazzled hand through his gorgeous blond hair. “Well, in our family, most perfect pairs end up married to one woman. They share a family like Wade and Tanner, Nancy’s husbands.”

“Nancy’s... husbands?” I felt my eyes grow wide and my jaw hit the floor.

Tommy nodded slowly. “She didn’t tell you about that yet?”

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