“It's not what you think.” I waved it away. “I was new to the magic and still learning. And it was just a little bit of love.”
Trevor burst out laughing.
I scowled at him.
Taran cocked his head.
“Vervain, my dad once told me that if he didn't love me so damn much, he'd steal you away from me,” Trevor said.
“No, he didn't.”
“Uh, yeah, he did.”
“But he's married now.”
“He'sbondednow, but this was before he met Emma.”
“Why didn't you tell me?”
“I thought you knew. You were the one who laid the love on him. And back then, things weren't stable between us.”
“So, you two weren't together when you walloped his daddy with love?” Taran asked.
“It's a long story,” I said.
“We were bonded by accident,” Trevor said.
“You wereaccidentallybonded?” Taran asked. “From the way you're talking, I'm assuming a binding is more serious than a marriage.”
“Yup.” Trevor shook back his wavy bangs and grinned, his honey-colored eyes catching the light.
Or was that Wolf peeping through?
Shit. Please don't be Wolf. I don't think I can handle him and Taran together. They'd go wild, and then I'd really feel old. Maybe it's not old that I'm feeling but boring. Am I boring?
“So, you were bonded, but not a couple?” Taran pulled me out of my depressing thoughts.
“Exactly. She was dating Thor at the time.” Trevor pulled me closer. “But I'm very persistent.”
I rolled my eyes. “I broke up with Thor in a seriously awful way, and Trevor camped out on my doorstep. He used our bond to take away my heartache.”
“Hold on.” Taran frowned from me to Trevor. “You took her heartache? What does that mean?”
“Exactly what it sounds like. I siphoned off her pain and felt it for her. I thought it was romantic.”
I snorted. “The only problem was that he took too much. As inallof my emotions. I got to the point where I didn't care enough to get out of bed. I just laid there until some friends came over to do an intervention. That's when I found out about Trevor sleeping on my doorstep.” I looked at my husband and softened my expression. “Now,thatwas romantic.”
Trevor grinned, then nuzzled my face. “I promise to never steal your pain again, Minn Elska. But I will try to prevent it.”
“More romance. Great.” Taran waved a hand at us and sat back. “I'll need a drink if this is going to continue.”
“Don't think I don't know that you've been doing some romancing of your own tonight,” I said.
“Don't think I don't know?” Taran squished up his face in thought. “Interesting turn of phrase.Don'tthinkIdon't know,” he repeated slowly.
I snorted a laugh. “Look at you, Kermit, trying to be all suave. You're sweating beneath your designer shirt. Bad choice, by the way. I mean, silk? Really?”
“It breathes.” He said and grinned. “And I'm not trying to be anything. I don't have to try. I simply am.”
