“Oh, undoubtedly.” Shadow nods.
Falcon might not like that, but then again, I think he’ll have better things to occupy his thoughts now that he’s met Robin. He might even be in a good mood for the first time in weeks.
The sound of the door opening behind me makes me jump.
I spin on my heel, turning quickly and earning a compliment from Shadow, probably because it was kind of a smooth move.
“Nice one,” he murmurs.
Pete steps into the room first, standing by the wall and holding the door open for Lana, who moves past him and comes toward me with a smile on her lips.
She doesn’t seem upset. Falcon must have behaved himself.
She moves past me, heading back toward her desk.
Falcon stops in the doorway, not bothering to come into the room.
He looks as irritable as he was before he got the chance to see Robin.
What the hell?
That doesn’t make sense.
“Ready to go?” Falcon asks, giving me an expectant look.
“I … Uh …” I start, too confused to answer his question.
“Aw. You just got here,” Shadow complains.
Falcon glances at my brother and back at me.
“It’s getting late and it’s a long drive home, but we can stick around for a while, if you want.”
It sounds like he doesn’t want to stay.
I don’t get it.
Robin felt something when we bumped into each other.
I saw it in her eyes. She might not know what it was, but she felt it.
“No, you’re right. It’s a long drive.” I glance at Shadow, throwing him an apologetic smile.
Shadow moves forward and hugs me.
“Next time, Shayne. Stay for longer, okay?”
“I promise.”
If we’re leaving, and Robin isn’t coming with us, there will be a next time.
Brothers can let time pass between visits, but true mates are a completely different story.
Shadow breaks the hug, and mutters, “Text me later. About you know what.”
Owen laughs, like he knows what that’s about.
He probably thinks we’ll actually talk conspiracy theories.
