~Twins~

When the twins hear the unmistakable tone of their mother, all thoughts of sexing their beauty freeze stronger then a blizzard. Its one thing to think about your mother, but hearing and seeing her in your own house is another. They our baffled as Riae makes the first move, even extending her hand out to their brooding mother.

As if that isn’t hard enough, Riae is feeling trapped like the twins sprang this on her for fun. Leaving to make coffee, they watch her leave.
    “You boys playing with a new one?” Their mother snaps. Her eyes a deeper blue.
    “No mother” Van answers, as Owen frowns. He doesn’t like the implication going on here.
    “That what? Is she just another fuck buddy out to get some money and shiny new toys” Glaring at the boys.

    “She isn’t like that” Owen snarls, catching his mother off guard.
    “Really?” Dragging it out, as if it would mean more that way.
    “Lets find out…shall we” Getting out of the chair, she hurries into the kitchen. Their father sighs, keeping in his seat letting the twins peek around the corner. Mother has always been like this, she tests all the woman they think love them in some way or another.

They can only hear a little, but they see their Riae holding her ground.

    “How long have you been with my boys?” Mother asks, making the twins worried. It hasn’t been very long
    “Over five months, I’m their couch” Dryly replying back. Mother folds her arms, so Riae copies her.
    “Have you fucked them?” Mother snaps, but Riae holds her face.

    “Yes, and it was epic” Watching mother closely.
    “At the same time?” Mother seems to be testing her a different way, which makes the twins worried.
    “Is there any other way?” Raising her brow.

Mother doesn’t say anything, before she laughs relaxing her body.
    “You got balls, I like it”
    “Well your intimidating as shit” Sighing, as the coffee pot comes to a still. Mother laughs a little more, which isn’t like her.
    “I have to be honey, woman get walked on if there not”
    “Don’t I know it” Riae hands her a cup of coffee.
    “So you train my boys?” Drinking the black coffee.
    “Yea, there really good” Giving their mother a bright smile. Sighing they feel its safe enough to come out, their mother giving them a short smile.

    “You boys should change, give us girls a chance to talk” Mother purrs, but the twins aren’t budging. Riae needs them so unless she says otherwise, they aren’t leaving. Riae gives them the okay, and they nod leaving the woman. They quickly changed into something more comfortable, giving each other a look. Heading back down, they expect to see hair being pulled while nails are scratching faces. What they didn’t expect is to see both woman, getting alone and even more so Mother has gotten closer to Riae.

    Mother calls for father, who like a faithful lap dog comes running. Something off, different even with their mother. Riae kisses them openly before heading upstairs, she’s kept a pair of night clothes here just in case. Seems to have finally paid off, how….fortunate. Mother waits till she is completely out of sight, before turning around in a fury.
    “When where you going to tell me about her?” Placing her hands on her hips, staring them down.
    “We…aw” Van looks to Owen for help, but gets nothing.
    “Keeping things from me isn’t wise, you know this. Now what do you intend to do with her?”

They go silent like they normally do when she’s in her mood, but they need to answer her or she wont stop.
    “Were not sure” Van answers looking at his brother, for some extra support which he gets.
    “Well your taking to damn long. A woman like that doesn’t just fall into your laps every god damn day.” Pointing her finger up to the stairs, where Riae went to. Their baffled, what is this crazy woman getting at. Their faces must of spoken their thoughts, as she huffs tapping her foot.
    “She’s perfect. A damn angel if you ask me, putting up with the two of you. Why haven’t you knocked her up yet?” Owen growls, he’s not entirely sure why but he knows he doesn’t like how his mother said that.

    “Mother?” Van runs his hand through his hair.
    “Not only does that woman have her own money, I’m guessing if your letting her anywhere near your kitchen she can cook, plus she can stand up for herself. So tell me why haven’t you given me grandbabies?” She deadly serious about this, which makes the whole conversation a little off color.
    “Mother were not even really dating Riae”
    “WHAT”  Her voice rises, sending them even worse glares.
    “Easy honey” Father whispers.
    “What is wrong with you two, she’s perfect. I swear to the IRS if you don’t marry that girl, I will” She gives them a few seconds, before looking over her shoulder. Riae is walking down the stairs, in a large T and shorts.

    “And another thing, I want one from each of you” Pointing her finger at them both.
    “Everything alright?” Riae asks, giving them a smile.
    “Of course. I was just asking the boys how they like training under you.” There’s a hidden message, which Riae blushes at. Clearing her throat Riae comes to stand next to then, causing them to relax as her scent fills the small space between them.
    “Well its late, and I’m sure you’d like to get some rest. Riae dear get my number from the boys, well do lunch” Kissing her on the cheek, Riae nods. Mother gets a kiss from each of them, as father nods following behind mother. Riae starts laughing, shaking her head patting their chests.
    “Okay well I seriously need to sleep after that little episode, of family matters”


~Riae~

I laughed the whole thing off, it was just to much for one girl to handle at….looking at the clock…..11:33pm. God I need to sleep.
Walking up the stairs both of them followed, pushing the door open my body flops on their bed.

I love this bed…..

    “Riae?” Owen whispers, which is odd for him. Looking up he’s standing with his brother, both have a grey face.
    “What?” Pushing myself up, getting into an Indian style sit.
    “Were really sorry” Lowering his head Van seems like a kicked puppy.
    “Aww Guys, its okay. Its not like you planned this….right?” Raising my brow.


This does seem like something they’d do….okay well maybe when I first met them.

“No, we didn’t have a clue. Mother was suppose to be in London.” Van quickly answers. Owen nodding as if his head bobbing, clarifies everything.
    “Then no worries, can we go to bed now?” smiling my eyes close. Opening them back up, its like a damn magic trick. Their clothes have suddenly fallen off, leaving silk black matching boxers. Crawling into bed I’m grabbed while being pushed under covers, giggling they pulled the covers closer turning the lights off.  Both their head pushed into my neck, blowing hot air all over my shoulders. Kissing both of them, it just feels so normal to sleep with them.

Maybe I should tell my brothers, it only seems right since they had to deal with my dad. And now me meeting their parents, but something feels a miss. Were not really even dating….are we?

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Its been a couple of days since I met the twins parents, wow was that crazy. I can see where they get their hard face from, that mother of theirs is a tough cookie. But I think I respect her more for that, whatever that was. I’ve been meaning to tell the twins about the huge fight, but things have always seemed to gotten in the way. My brothers have been on my ass, while my dad has been giving me the evil eye.

Nero is spending more time with the Sterling’s, who seem to enjoy her company. Smiling I scroll my mouse through plane tickets, I’ve been stetting everything up doe the guys. Thinking about them always makes me smile, no matter what. Clicking on the tickets I order three, paying with the gyms card before closing the screen down. Today I think I’ll tell the twins about the fight, it should prove to make them happy.

Walking to my house I head in grabbing the double fudge brownies, I promised to make the twins. For hard ass they sure like their sweets. Locking up I click the button to the black suv, sitting the contain on the passenger seat I head to their house. Parking their’s an extra car, cocking my head to the side I shrug. Grabbing the container before walking up the driveway, knocking on the door. I’m not one for just walking into someone else’s house, no matter who that are.

The door opens with a pair of long legged, long curly blonde batting their lashes at me. It would have been one thing for them to answer the door, its another when there dressed like the stripper school girl. Swallowing my everything they wait for me to say something, but roll their eyes when I don’t.
    “Can we like help you?” One snaps rolling her hair around a finger.
    “Yea were like busy” The other chirps looking over her shoulder. Everything in my body wants to ruin their smug little faces, but a lawsuit isn’t a good thing to have.
    “Yea I just came to drop these off for the guys” Sticking the container out. The first one takes it, opening it up.
    “Ohh brownies” Biting into one. Moaning to my treats I feel the need to leave, turning around I start back to my car.

    “Um hey do you want us to I dunno tell them?” The second asks, before taking out a brownie. A thousand different answers come to mind, like …yea tell them to fuck off, or tell them to find a new trainer, or another like no tell them not to contact me….ever. But none of those came up, instead my inner self went with.
    “No, thanks” Closing the door I so wanted to peel out, but those two morons wouldn’t understand why. Hurt, mad, annoyed, disappointment all those feeling were bubbling to the surface.

Cussing as I drove back home, I was in no mood for anyone. How could I of been so fucking blind, those two were like damn gods. They had everything a woman could ever want, so why was I stupid enough to believe the twin could find a place in their world for me. Admitting I cried my eyes out, isn’t something I was proud of. But I had fallen really hard for them, they were practically my everything. Considering them more then just fighters had never occurred to me, but once you get to know them…they were sweet.

Shaking my head I screamed at a red light, gripping the steering wheel. Why does this always seem to happen to me, I take a chance put my heart on the line….only to have it crushed. I’ve been broken before, so this wasn’t a new feeling. But it did sting more then the last one, maybe that was what twins do. Twice the pleasure, for twice the pain. It made sense why my brothers didn’t want me anywhere near the Cunning’s, they were to much for me to handle.

Pitching a fit in front of them seemed more logical, but its not my style nor is my crying fit right now. But it hurts, like a thousand needles into every tender spot they’ve kissed. Dragging my hand through my hair, I park the car heading to my apartment. My very shabby non luxurious apartment, nothing compared to the twins mansion of a house. Tossing the keys on the table I kick the door closed, now the tears are dry and anger is all I have left. Pacing my house I’ve ran my hands through my hair at least a dozen times, cursing loudly I can’t believe I was so naïve.

Growling in my displeasure, I storm to my bedroom grabbing the bags I had packed for the trip. Walking back into the living room, my body freezes. There they are, just standing there looking like Greek gods. My nose flares seeing them in my house, is more then enough to lit the fuse to the ten pounds of dynamite I have sitting in the back of my head.