Page 28 of Her Irish Twins
“When,” Ben growls. He swallows, and his hand tightens on me. “When do they want us in Dublin.”
Eamon’s face darkens, and when his eyes dart to me and turn a little sympathetic, suddenly, I know.
“Tonight,” he says quietly.
Ben swears under his breath. Gavin’s hand tightens possessively on my hip.
Clay clears his throat, sliding an arm around Phoebe’s waist. Eamon does the same to her other side, and the two of them glance at her and smile before they turn back to us.
“That said,” Clay mutters. “I think a third seat could be made available.”
My brow shoots up, and Ben and Gavin stiffen.
“Hang on, Clay,” Gavin growls. “What?”
The older man grins. “I said there’s room for all three of you to go.” He glances at Phoebe and his friend again and smiles quietly before he turns back.
“Needless to say,” he growls quietly. “I get it.”
My head is spinning, and I’m glancing at Keily, and then Ben, and then Gavin, and then back to Ben, and then back to Gavin. But then, Ben is turning into me and taking my hands in is.
“Come with us,” he growls quietly.
I blink, my heart skipping as I look up into his eyes.
“What?”
“Charlotte, we could say ’no you’ve got a job here,’ or say you should ‘live your own life here,’ or whatever. We could say we’ll figure it out with the distance shit…”
“But fuck that,” Gavin growls. “So come with us, baby. Neither of us can say what comes next, or what it all means, but I do know one damn thing more than I’ve ever known anything in my fucking life,” he hisses passionately as he wraps his arms around me.
“I love you, Charlotte.”
I blink, my heart swelling up as the heat melts through me.
“And I love you too,” Ben growls. “And I don’t know what that means, or how we process that or move forward with it. And I know that might throw you, with us being, well, brothers. But fuck, baby. I know what I feel. And Gavin does too. So, no idea what happens next, all I know is, we fucking love you.”
I blink, panting, my pulse racing and my whole body shivering in heat. I blink again, turning to look up into Ben’s eyes, and then Gavin’s, back and forth until I feel dizzy.
“Come with us,” Gavin says again in a gravely whisper.
The room is silent, my heart racing.
“Dude, if youdon’tgo, I will legit slap you,” Keily mutters under her breath at me. I grin, her words breaking the spell, and suddenly, my lips pull back in a wide, wide grin.
“Yes,” I whisper.
Ben and Gavin’s eyes light up, both of them grinning hugely across chiseled, handsome jaws.
“Yes!” I gasp, giggling as they both suddenly rush into me, scooping me into both of their arms tightly.
“You just better bring herbackat some point,” Keily sighs. “I didn’t say for forever, just a visit!”
Clay chuckles, grinning at the three of us before he and Eamon turn to the rest of them.
“Alright, pack it up. We’re out of here.”
The men file out, but Eamon, Clay, and Phoebe linger another second.