Page 18 of If You Could Only Imagine
“Yeah,” Gabriel started. “And imagine our surprise when we get here, expecting a hug and some breakfast, but instead, get told to get lost.”
“Rude,” Michael agreed.
My eyes widened as I realized the implications. They came to see their brother, but Aiden was throwing them out because I was here. “Oh, I’m so sorry,” I mumbled, embarrassed. “I can just get my-”
“You’re not going anywhere,” Aiden barked out. I turned to face him and saw he was pouring another cup of coffee.
“But your brothers-”
“-were just leaving,” he interrupted, handing me the fresh cup he just poured.
“The hell we are,” The Twins announced-again-in unison. Must be a twin thing.
I didn’t know what to say. I felt stuck in between a tug of war. Thank God, common sense finally made an appearance again. “No, really, it’s okay. I can-”
This time it was Gabriel Buchanan that interrupted me. “There’s no way we’re letting you leave,” he retorted.
What in the hell?“Yo…you’re not?” I asked.
“Hell no,” Michael answered. “I mean, how else are we supposed to get to know our newest sister-in-law if you leave?”
Sister-in-law??? What in the ever lovin’…love???
“I mean, seriously,” Gabriel added, as if it all made sense.
I looked back at Aiden hoping for some translation of their twin-speak, but he just smirked at me.
The jerk.
I turned back to the twins when it was clear I was on my own here. “No,” I tried to correct them. “I’m not…we…we don’t…it’s not…this…” Okay, so much for clearing things up.
Michael flashed his dimples at me, momentarily stunning me into silence. “Why else would you be here if Aiden wasn’t going to marry you?” he asked, confusing me further. “Aid’s never brought a woman back to his place.Never,” he stressed. “Like never as innot ever, Dibtab.”
My mind only processed one thing out of all those words. “Dibtab?”
Gabriel rolled his eyes at me. “Yeah. Dibtab.” He twirled his hand in a circle in an encouraging motion for me to get it. When I was still at a loss, he clued me in. “Dibtab. Denise I Belong To Aiden Buchanan.”
Aiden barked out a laugh behind me, and I was so completely speechless, I stood there silent as Michael chimed in. “Yeah. That works way better on a business card, Dee.” And the cheeky little fucker winked at me.
I said the only thing I could. “I don’t understand any of this,” I confessed.
I felt a pair of strong masculine arms wrap around my waist from behind. Aiden’s breath was on my ear. “What don’t you understand, babe?”
“Any of you,” I said honestly.
“What’s to understand?” Michael asked me.
“Maybe she never got the talk,” Gabriel says nodding his head like he’s wise beyond his years.
“Maybe not,” Michael agreed. And then he pierced his green gaze on me. “See, Dee, when a man and woman meet and find they like each other, they start to date-”
I wrenched myself out of Aiden’s hold, thumped the mug of coffee on the counter and went for Michael Buchanan.
“Run!” Gabriel shouted, trying to save his twin.
Michael jumped up off the stool and ran towards the living room. Michael held his hands up, warding me off as we squared off across the coffee table. “Now, now, Sis,” he grinned at me. “I have no problem wrestling around on the floor with you. But I’m willing to bet my college degree that you don’t have anything on underneath Aiden’s shirt. And as much as it pains me to say this, I choose my brother over my murder because I had my hands all over his half-naked fiancé.” My eyes widened as Gabriel’s laughter rang in my ear. I turned and ran towards the bedroom as all three Buchanan men laughed at my realization.
The bastards.
