Page 57 of The Last Ultimatum: Part 1

“Yeah, alright. I'll be there.”

“Thanks. We'll be along the beach near the road.”

“See you in a bit.”

I was grateful he didn't ask any further questions and about twenty minutes later he pulled up to the curb and honked.

“That's our ride.”

Tilly pouted like she wasn't ready to go. But she let me take her hands and pull her up to stand. I grabbed all of our bags and walked to the car.

“Thanks,” I told my brother.

“Who's this?” Toby asked.

“Tilly, this is Toby. Toby, this is Tilly, my mate.”

She shot me a horrified look that felt a lot like another rejection.

“Your mate, huh? Does mom know?”

“Mom?” she asked.

I nodded. “My brother, one of them.”

“How many do you have?”

“In total there are four of us guys and one little sister,” Toby told her.

I usually kept my personal life to myself. Didn't matter though. I was taking her home to meet the lot of them.

“He was an accident. The rest of us were planned.”

I chuckled. “You sure about that? Because I was old enough to remember the shock and dismay your appearance caused.”

“To you maybe.”

I reached over the seat and smacked him in the back of the head.

“Hey. Not cool. You never hit the driver.”

“Is that why you're always volunteering?”

“Maybe.”

Tilly was smiling as she watched us interact. I wanted to know what she was thinking.

I was used to people sharing their innermost thoughts with me. Often it happened unsolicited. But not her. She was an enigma to me and I wanted to know everything I could about my beautiful mate.

“So where are we going next?” she asked.

“Home.”

“Like your home? I thought Westin Force was stationed in America.”

“It is. I meant my family's home.”

“Just to visit?”

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