Page 48 of Knot Your Basic B*tch

“Sabien’s always been a bit of a twat when he’s left unchecked. The sandwich was the last bit of drama that broke the camel’s back.” Brutus drummed his fingernails against the arm rest once before shaking his head, as if he had to bring up something unpleasant. “He called me, when the two of you were…together.”

Oh yeah.

Shit.

How exactly does one explain the need to finish an essay while an engorged penis was locked inside of one’s vagina? In order to stay on top of all my coursework, I was just trying to have good time management. Should I say that it was my attempt at multitasking? No. That just sounded insane.

“I just wasn’t expecting it. You know, the whole being stuck there thing. Waiting.”

“Was that your first time with an alpha?” Brutus frowned.

“Yeah… that had been my first time…” My voice trailed off a bit.

I’d gotten comfortable around Fernando (he’d worked some kind of voodoo magic on my feet, at this point I wouldn’t blame anyone for wanting to get a manicure from him), but that didn’t mean that I was ready to outright talk about losing my virginity, right in front of him.

Luckily, Brutus was able to read between the lines.

“Sabien? Not even Kain? Well that’s unfortunate. You picked the brother who has all the finesse of a jack hammer.” He sighed deeply, shaking his head. “Did he even get you off?”

“Uhh.” Did he?

I tried to think back. I definitely remember enjoying it… I know that Kain made me orgasm multiple times… but did Sabien?

Brutus seemed to take my non-answer as an answer. His expression darkened, and he sat straighter in his massage chair. “Don’t worry. I’ll sort him out.”

Brutus pulled his hand away from his nail tech, Fernando junior or whatever, and examined his cuticles like a sovereign Lord examining his lands and titles. Satisfied, he stretched out his other hand, to be massaged and manicured. “You should be graduating soon.”

“Yeah.” It was less than a month and a half at this point. Just a few weeks away, really.

“After you’re done with those Institute dorms, what do you think about moving in with us?”

My mouth dropped open a bit. Was Brutus asking me to move in? On the first date?

I don’t know what it was about him… if the twins had asked me I probably would have felt love bombed, or like things were moving too fast.

With Brutus, all I felt was flattered.

Instinctually, my omega hive mind was doing giddycartwheels and fist pumps. I had to rein it way in, before I leapt out of my massage chair and started running excitedly around the room and started bouncing off the walls like some rabid squirrel.

I felt like my insides were all filled with helium, and I was about to float straight into the puffy clouds with the men of my dreams.

Hold the fuck on. I needed to actually think about this.

“You want me to live with you?”

“Yes.” His voice was dark and seductive, and I was embarrassed to say that at the moment, I was ready to agree with anything he asked me. “I want you to be my girl. Take my name.” Brutus was staring right at my lips, like he wanted to kiss me, to take me, right here on this massage chair… in a nail salon that was next to a grocery store. “Join my Fanny pack.”

“Wait. Excuse me. The what pack?” Was this some kind of joke? That was not even a real last name. Was it?

But Brutus frowned, completely serious. “The Fanny pack. Did Kain and Sabien never mention their last names? Kain Fanny? Sabien Fanny?”

Had I slept with the twins without even knowing their last names?

Apparently yes.

“You don’t mean…” Please let this be some sort of misunderstanding. But all the cheerful bubbly endorphins within me were freezing into ice in my veins. Something dropped, deep in my stomach as my entire body started to tremble. “That’s not the pack name.” Please let this be some sort of misunderstanding.

“We’re the Fanny pack.” Brutus’ gaze darted around my face and the way I was struggling to stop myself from having a full on panic attack.