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Adelea took a step towards her, and Sammy almost jumped out of her skin as she heard two deep growls, one behind her and one next to her.

“Stay where you are, Mother. I will not even let you touch my mate. And if you do, I won’t be as lenient as Jake and Zack.” Sammy could hear the deadly steel in Brock's voice.

Adelea’s head shot up from staring daggers at her to look stunned at her son. “I have only ever wanted the best for my children. I don’t think this tiny, fat human, is the right choice. One human daughter-in-law I can handle. Two, I’m stretching, but three is too much to pollute our good genes. I think you need to think real hard on your future.” And with that Adelea turned and strolled away.

Wow. What a bitch. Maybe being with Slater and Brock was a bad idea. God, who would want that for a mother-in-law?

“Angel, I’m so sorry about her. If it helps, I was mostly raised by nannies.”

Sammy didn’t know whether to feel sorry for Brock that he wasn’t brought up by his mother or not. She turned in his arms and let go of Slater’s hand. “Thank God for that. I hate to think what you would have turned out like otherwise.”

Brock smirked, leaned down, and brushed his lips over hers. “Thanks for telling Mother what you are to me, to us.”

Sammy backed out of his arms as what she’d just done sank in. Both Brock and Slater stood still. Their bodies looked relaxed, but she’d learned that looks could be deceiving. They both wore tiny grins, but their eyes couldn’t hide their piercing gaze of possession, triumph at her finally wanting them and admitting to their family what they were to her. It was the happiness that shone from their faces that convinced her to give them a chance.

“Fine. I’ll date you two.” Their grins became two huge smiles. “There will be rules though. No breaking in or letting yourself in to my house. I learnt from Sandy and Susie that you Bear men think you can let yourself in and help yourself. Second, no pressure about how the relationship is moving along, no asking me to move in or moving me in a week or so into this, no hounding me for sex, no telling me what to do.” Sammy gave both men her best stern stare, so they knew she meant business.

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Brock’s and Slater’s patience was finally paying off. Sammy had told his mother that she was his mate and said she’d give dating them a go, even if therewerea lot of rules.

Brock knew he had to take it slow with what had happened to Sammy, but his bear wasn’t happy. His bear wanted their mate; he needed their mate. Since meeting Sammy and not being with her, Brock’s work was slowly suffering, and his performance was getting worse. His partner, Kegon, was pulling a lot of the weight and covering for him at work, which was dangerous with his job as a police detective.

He and Slater would date Sammy, but if she would allow it, he was going to make sure he saw her every day. Even if he had to sit through chick flicks and boring TV shows.

Brock was working tomorrow night. Saturdays were always busy. The criminals and crazies liked the weekends the best. He knew this week he would be putting in overtime, so he could have next Saturday off for his little brother’s wedding. If he could see Sammy every day, even for an hour or so and make his bear happy, he knew his work performance would pick up and he’d have no problem with the extra hours. He wouldn’t be a strain on Kegon either.

“Lunch. Have lunch with Slater and me tomorrow.” Brock hoped she would agree. It would be perfect. It would be right before he went to work, and he and his bear would get a small fix of their mate.

Sammy chewed on her lip as she stared up at him. She looked over at Slater.

“Come on, Sammy. Brock has a great idea for a first date. It’s in the day, and it doesn’t have to be very long as both Brock and I have work tomorrow night.”

Brock could see Sammy warring with herself. He needed to help convince her. Not giving her the time to react, he pulled her to him, lifted her up, and captured her mouth with his. Peaches and honey filled his mouth, and the same scent surrounded him. He ate her up, sucking on her lips, and as she gasped, he slipped his tongue in to tangle with hers.

Sammy moaned, and Brock felt her hands slowly sneak up and run through his hair. The peaches and honey smell intensified, and his bear hounded at him to be set free and mate-mark her. Knowing if he kept going he would give into his bear, he reluctantly pulled his mouth from Sammy’s and handed her to Slater, who stood next to him. Sammy’s groan at the loss of him was cut off by Slater’s mouth.

Brock took satisfaction in the fact that Sammy had given a disappointed groan at the loss of him. While Slater helped convince Sammy, he calmed his bear and explained that they needed to take their time with their mate and earn her trust.

When Slater pulled away, Brock could see his eyes flashing bear, and his fists clenched holding his bear in as Slater held Sammy’s back. Brock could see the dazed, lust-filled bliss settle over Sammy and knew now was the time to ask again.

“Tomorrow at noon we’ll come and pick you up and take you to lunch. It’ll be our first date.”

Sammy looked from him to Slater and sighed. “Okay. Lunch tomorrow.”

Brock felt the grin spread over his face. He knew how he would get his mate to agree in the future, and he didn’t mind the method at all. Brock studied Sammy, and his heart beat faster as he watched her eyes flash with warmth as she smiled at Slater, then him. She surprised him when she reached for his hand and held Slater’s with her other.

“Thanks, guys. I needed that. I needed to feel irresistible and attractive.” She closed her eyes for a moment before she opened them and turned towards the door tugging them. “Come on. I think we’ve been out here long enough. I’m ready now to play some baby shower games, if I haven’t missed them all.”

Brock’s bear lay down content and relaxed for the first time in months at the sight of their mate holding their hand and dragging them into a place full of people who would know that Sammy was ready to finally admit to the world what she was them.

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Slater watched as Sammy laughed and played games with her friends. He hadn’t been going to come tonight because it was getting too hard to be around Sammy and not claim her or hold her. Slater and his bear craved her touch. He was so glad he did come though. Sammy sat between him and Brock on a big sofa.

At first Sammy sat still holding their hands and watched everything going on. A peg game was being played, where you held a baby doll in one arm and tried to get as many pegs as you could off a line one-handed. Six women had a turn before they stopped when Susie said she would sit and open presents. Susie went and sat in a big, padded armchair. She turned to his cousins, Brian, and Blake.

“One of you can get me the presents. The other can write what I got and who I got it off.”

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