Page 75 of The Broken Queen
Carter gasped into the phone. “Oh my god, is that Gio? Are you hooking up with one of the twins?”
I smiled into the phone while toying with a few bubbles. “Uh…not exactly.”
“King, we’re doing breakfast up here!” Gio yelled downstairs, but it echoed into the bathroom.
I heard Carter practically wheezing before she started screaming, “PRESLEY JAMES, YOU’RE HOOKING UP WITH BOTH OF THEM?”
“Gotta go, love you.”
Gio appeared in the doorway as I was stepping out of the tub. I reached for my terrycloth robe and wrapped it around myself, tying it off at the waist.
“Who was that?” His jaw moved to the side as he tossed a blueberry into his mouth.
I smiled while feeling a small blush surface. “That was Carter.”
Gio smirked as things began to click for him.
“She heard me yelling.”
I nodded. “She did.”
“And she heard me call for King.”
Reaching for my coffee, I took it with me into the room. “She did.”
“So she knows?” Gio followed me to my bed. There was a tray set up with flowers, breakfast, and more coffee. I smiled as I settled against my pillows.
“She guessed that I’m hooking up with both of you.”
Kingston walked in holding more flowers and a wrapped birthday present.
“Good morning.”
I smiled at him around my toast. “Morning.”
“What is Gio smiling about?” King moved to press a kiss to my forehead.
Gio replied, “Carter found out Presley is fucking us.”
Kingston stole a piece of toast before humming. “Scandalous.”
I searched their faces, curious why they didn’t seem as nervous about our family finding out as before. It was expected with them living here that their parents and mine marginally knew what we were doing, but no one had outright said anything about me being a couple with both brothers.
“You guys don’t care?”
Kingston laughed while stealing my second cup of coffee, and Gio did something similar. “We’re planning a future with you, Elvis. One day, we’ll have holidays together, and they’ll see both of us kiss you at different times. They’ll see you curl up and lay your head on our shoulders or dance with us. They’re going to know that you’re with both of us, so no, that doesn’t scare us.”
Kingston added, “The sooner they find out, the better.”
I smiled into my cup, feeling a sense of joy that I hadn’t thought possible since I was naïve and sixteen.
“Hurry up and eat, we have other birthday things to attend to,” Kingston said, before exiting my room and walking into his.
“Where are we going?”I asked as Gio took my hand and guided me to a familiar black Camaro. A thrill of excitement shot through me at the idea of being in the car again. I wasn’t sure exactly why we were using this car instead of the SUV that typically was used, but it was my birthday, and I wasn’t complaining.
Kingston opened the passenger door for me and then shoved the seat forward. “It’s a surprise.” He smiled and then handed me a blindfold.
I crawled into the back seat as memories assaulted me, all good ones. I clung tightly to the reminder of all the things we’d done in this car. I felt like this was where our story officially started.
