Page 6 of Seduced By Two Alphas

“Whoa!” His grip on me was strong. “Are you okay?”

After righting myself, I pushed his hands away from me, feeling as if the night had gotten a lot hotter. I spun to face him, plastered on a smile, and nodded. “Sure, um…everything is fine. I…uh…hear my bed calling me.”

I turned to go inside and walked right into the screen door. My nose began to sting as I whipped the door open and nearly broken my neck to get inside. My heart was beating so fast my chest hurt. I felt dizzy as I stumbled to my bedroom, wondering if I would ever be able to face those two again.

The next morning, I didn’t seem to be any better. At work, I acted all weird around the brothers, as if my hair would catch fire if I got too close to them.

Worse, I spotted Brandon smiling all friendly-like in Ken’s face. They were out in the dining area so I wasn’t able to hear what they were saying, but annoyance slapped me hard when I heard that ridiculous flirty laugh Brandon always used. He was blushing at whatever Ken said.

Not that I had any right to be jealous. I wasn’t jealous. It was just very unprofessional for Brandon to act that way with Ken.

And then there was the way Ken smiled at Brandon, all sweet and nice. Why should I care, though? Really, Jack and Ken didn’t belong to me. They were free to flirt their hearts out.

And if Brandon agreed to start a family with them, no sweat off my perfect body. It wasn’t like I wanted that future with those hunky men.

“You grip the edge of that counter any tighter, you just might break it,” Jack said behind me. “If that bothers you so much, do something about it.”

“About the counter?” I eased my grip, playing coy as hell. “I was just doing a few stretches to loosen my muscles.”

When Brandon snickered, a blush stealing over his cheeks, I gnashed my teeth.

Ken grinned as he helped Brandon clear a table, their voices still too low for any kind of eavesdropping.

“Uh-huh,” Jack said like he saw right through my lie.

“Whatever.” I’d turned to storm into the kitchen when the door to the café swung open. I rolled my eyes as Albert strutted in. My ex-boyfriend didn’t have a single brain cell between his ears. No matter how many times I’d reminded him we were no longer a couple, how many times Ken or Jack had run him off, the dimwit always came back.

Jack gave a low growl.

I held up my hand. “I’ll deal with this.”

Before Jack could say a word, I was walking from behind the counter, a huge smile on my face. Two can play this game.

“Albert!”

Was that the mature approach? Hell no. I wasn’t even sure the brothers were gay, and Ken’s interactions with Brandon we’re probably harmless, but tell that to the jealous bug that had taken a bite out of my tushie.

Albert looked my way with furrowed brows. His lips slightly parted before a slow smile spread across his two-timing face. My skin actually crawled being so friendly with him after I’d caught him with another guy nearly eight months ago, but who’d ever said jealousy made you sane?

“Casey.” Albert was now grinning from ear to ear. “Nice of you to finally talk decently to me. Have you finally realized how much you miss us?”

I was going to throw up all over his smug face. Seriously, my stomach lurched, and I might have let out a tiny burp trying to ease back the bile.

It also didn’t go unnoticed that I now had Ken’s complete attention, as well as Jack’s.

Brandon was still talking to Ken, but Ken clearly wasn’t listening. His sharp gaze was all over me as Jack stepped from behind the counter.

“What brings you in today?” I pulled my attention back to Albert, though I felt the brothers slowly moving toward me. Another seated customer tried to get Jack’s attention, but he ignored them, his laser focus solely on me.

“Duh.” Albert had already seated himself and had thrown his arm over the back of the booth. We weren’t that busy today, or I would have snapped at my ex that booths were reserved for three or more guests. “You serve food, and I’m hungry.”

His arrogance grated on my nerves. Albert was tall, but slim, and not bad looking. He had a head full of brown hair that always seemed unruly. His nose was a bit pointed, his jaw a little too narrow, but he still wasn’t a bad-looking guy.

It was his attitude that sucked. How had I ever found him charming?

“You’ll have to be more specific.” I’d lowered my voice, though that wouldn’t have done me any good. As of two weeks ago, I’d had a crash course in shifters. They had amazingly good hearing. Freakishly good.

“I got a new gig.” Albert sat forward and cupped his hands on the table. “Pays so much better. Now you won’t have to work so hard in this place.”

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