Fight Code

FC 44

Rubbing my face, I take in a good breath.
    “I wasn’t leaving you, I was pissed but not to the point I’d leave you.” Pulling a chair sitting in it backwards.
    “Then?” Owen knits his brows.
    “I had planned to tell you when I brought the brownies, we got nominated for the annual fight off. You two made it, I was packed for that” Resting my arms over the chair. Shocked they stair at me, like I’ve grown two heads.

    “Guys?” cocking my head to the side.
    “Your fucking with us right?” Van says, Owen still mouth open.
    “No, you didn’t really give me a chance to tell you” Shrugging.
    “Riae we got our asses handed to us, because….” He stopped when Owen put his hand up.
    “So your not leaving us?” He asks.
    “No” Shaking my head. Letting out a breath he looking over at Van.
    “Do you understand, your ours?” Owen asked. I cocked my head to the side, was I suppose to be doing something.

“Ummm” Raising a brow as high as I could. Van clicked his tongue, while Owen huffed. Standing to their full height, I quickly got up seeing if they needed help. But they didn’t seem to need it, grabbing my clothes both pushed against my body.
    “Riae” Owen huffed, fanning his mint breath over me.
    “Yea” Dragging it out.
    “We. Are. In. Love. With. You.”

I know they said it a few times already, but I really thought they were just trying to get out of trouble. I mean really two blondes, how am I not suppose to find that a little to coincidental.
    “Guys I don’t think you know the meaning of the word” I wasn’t trying to insult, I was just didn’t think they new.
    “Riae we don’t know what those two twits told you, but we were just doing a photo shoot. Its something we do to bring in extra cash.” Van replies.
    “And we know what love is. We just don’t fling the word around” Owen growls, tightening his hand around my shirt.

    “Photo shoot?” Cocking my head over my shoulder. Van nods. They stay silent, like their having one of those twin conversations again. I really hate those.
    “Guys care to enlighten me as to why?” They smirked, kissing my neck.
    “No” In unison.

The twins kissed me mercilessly, touching every inch of my body. Relaxing me further into their bodies, they had bruises all over. Nothing was broken…thank god. Sitting on my couch I sighed happily, looking at them.
    “So you two sure you love me?” Resting my neck on the back of my couch. The grumbled, grabbing a leg each dropping it over theirs.

    “Your ours” Van nipped my ear, sending a delightful shiver swirling around.
    “Forever” Owen growled biting the tender flesh on my neck, causing me to moan out. A wide smile was all over my face, as I felt positively giddy. Like a kid at Christmas I couldn’t stop smiling, the presents I had gotten this year were like no other. Hey I seriously think woman should have twins for Christmas, how hot would that be. You wake up one morning, expecting nothing to be under your lonely tree to find two drop dead gorgeous men with bows around them. I seriously don’t think any woman would complain, and if she does….she’s stupid.

    “What are you smiling about?” Van asks, whispering into my ear. Shivering again, I let a very girly giggle loose.
    “Christmas” Smirking more. Owen raises a brow, along with his brother.
    “Christmas?” Owen asks, rubbing his hand all over my leg.
    “Yea, never mind” Shaking my head. They held my face with stunning eyes, before I became worried again.

    “You sure you two are okay? No need for a hospital?” Looking them over, once again. I was worried we had a match in two days. Smiling at me, they shook their heads no.
    “Were much better now” Van coos, rubbing his nose over my cheek tenderly.
    “Really?” This was just odd.

    “Really…we have the best thing in the world” I was double shocked, since it came out of Owen. He seems to be talking to me more, which is both odd and delightful.
    “Well” Clearing my throat from the compliment.
    “We need to go over the travel plans, you two have a huge fight” I was also very uneasy about this fight, it was the one my father and I were disusing awhile ago. He was currently getting one of his fighters ready for the same fight we were headed to, only I wasn’t thrilled with his choice.
    “The fight leaves at six in the morning, so we need to be out of our houses but four. My bags are packed, but I always have a locker at the fight clubs so your bags are already there. I just need to pick up a few things, and were golden.” They were silent, before Owen broke that.
    “You bought our tickets already?” Nodding he growled, gripping my inner thigh just enough to make it noticeable.