As if he cared what the woman thought.
I inwardly smiled, intrigued. The coolest of us had finally met his match.
I only wished I knew how long it would take the River Prince to recognize he’d fallen.
Chapter 13
Tessa
I stared at three—not one, but three—carbon copies of the sexiest man I’d ever seen.
To my amazement, they all had the exact same haircut, same facial features, and same height. But not the same eye color.
Marcus’ eyes were a clear, ocean blue, whereas the one who’d seen me earlier had silver irises. And the smiling one on the couch had a light brown gaze, one that reminded me of dark honey.
I was glad one of them found the situation amusing.
I tried to appear nonchalant, as if I always made hot, passionate love with one of several clones after slaying demon spawn at the office, and asked Marcus, “Are there any more of you I should know about?”
The brown-eyed copy laughed openly.
Marcus sighed. “Actually, yes. There’s one more of us. Our brother Darius. But he’s not here.”
I blinked, unsure if he spoke the truth or not.
He continued, “I’m sorry, Tessa. I was just coming back to explain our situation when you walked in.” He introduced the others, as if one of his brothers hadn’t already seen too much of me earlier.
“We’ve met.” Aerolus stepped forward to grasped my hand in his large palms.
I swore I could feel Marcus’ tension rise until Aerolus nodded and took a respectful step back, safely out of reach.
Huh? Had Mr. Wonderful just shown some jealousy? What a fascinating thought. I met his glance and saw nothing but acceptance. But no, I’d seen something more. I knew it.
The remaining brother, Cadmus, stood and crossed to greet me.
Darius, Aerolus, Cadmus. Was Marcus the only one with a normal name? Although, I guess Darius sounded pretty human too.
“What an absolute pleasure to meet you.” Cadmus lifted my hand and placed a chaste kiss against the back of it that warmed but in no way made me feel what Marcus had.
Marcus narrowed his eyes, and Cadmus stumbled back several paces to tumble over the couch.
“Damn it,” Cadmus groused. “I’m not the one who saw her naked!” He somersaulted back over the couch and sat.
Aerolus rubbed his forehead as a flush of red bronzed his cheeks. “You have as much tact as a freznalian bull.” He turned to me and bowed. “I’m sorry for any duress I may have caused earlier. I clearly had no idea my brother had company when I arrived.”
He seemed so different from Marcus, despite looking nearly identical. I got the feeling he wasn’t as outgoing as the others.
I nodded, accepting his apology even as it stirred new questions. “About that arrival?—”
“I, well, you’d better sit down,” Marcus deliberately interrupted and led me to a chair near the couch. “There’s a lot to explain and no way to do it gently.”
“I’m not glass, Marcus. I won’t break. And with what you know about me, I don’t think my accepting the unusual will be that difficult, do you?”
His brothers watched the interplay with interest.
“What does she mean?” Cadmus asked, scooting closer on the couch before Marcus mentally shoved him farther away.
I couldn’t help staring, since I’d never seen anyone but me use telekinesis.
