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Without missing a beat Bemy hops out the car and runs around to open my door for me. Before I can
so much as blink he’s leaning down over me and pressing his lips against mine. Just for a moment but
I’m not expecting it and I freeze in shock.
“For luck.” He states calmly, a click at my side tells me he’s undone my seatbelt. I flush red as I
scramble out of my seat and take the arm Bemy is holding out for me. There’s a smirk on his face
and I can tell he’s enjoying how flustered I am.
I take a few deep breaths as we approach the front door and try and rx. Megan is the one who has
the right to be freaking out, not me. Things are actually looking up for me, I really have no right to
comin. Bemy unlocks the door, I did n to head straight up to Megan’s room but I can hear noise
coming from the kitchen. Is she… humming? I nce at Bemy who shrugs and gives a confused
expression which tells me he doesn’t know what’s going on either. I peer around the doorway and see
Megan pulling stuff out of the fridge
while humming an upbeat tune. Darrien is sitting on the other side of the counter. His expression is
serious and he meets my eyes and nods at me toe in. I enter with Bemy trailing behind me.
Megan turns to face us holding a block of chocte.
“Hello sleepy heads.” She greets us. Her smile is bright but her golden eyes are ringed with
red and the whole expression looks forced. She continues speaking before either of us can
answer.
“You are right on time Ryann. I’ve decided to bake some brownies. Are you any good at baking? I could
use thepany. I keep telling Darrien that he should go home and rest but he refuses to leave me
alone. Now that you’re here he can head off.”
I open my mouth to speak but before I can get a single work out Megan interrupts.
“No. If you ask how I’m feeling I’ll cry, and I am so sick of crying. We aren’t talking about it right now. I
need a break from sad things. All I want is chocte and to think about good things. Now PLEASE tell
me you guys have sorted your shit out because I am sick of all the moping and I need someone to
make brownies with me.” She says all of this in one breath like she’s worried that someone will stop her
if she pauses to breathe. Bemy steps in close to me and Megan eyes us with a mixture of
anticipation and concern. He ces a hand on my hip lightly and presses his lips into my hair causing
me to blush furiously and drop my gaze
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to the floor. He gives a small smile to his sister then releases me.
“Darrien can head home if he wants as long as you are both happy to stay in the house while 1…” he
trails off. He must have realised that he shouldn’t talk about his uing meeting
with Tristan’s mother.
“You go get some work done. We have brownies to make. I’ll… see you a bitter?” Thest
partes out as a question. Bemy smiles and nods.
“You two have fun.” He exits and I hear his light footsteps heading away down the hall. I turn and
Megan looks genuinely pleased, although the expression is fleeting and quickly reced with her
forced smile. Darrien looks smug. I turn on him.
“Not. A. Word. If you say one word I am going to have no choice but to go and hide in my
room and not emerge until you have entirely forgotten who I am.” My tone is light but I keep
a stern expression. Darrien’s smirk only gets worse.
“That would never happen, he would drag you back well before I manage to forget even one hair on
your head. Us Shifter men can be clingy.” He throws a side eye towards Megan and I
can see his reluctance to leave her behind, however he is also clearly exhausted. She might have a
point about him needing to rest. I make eye contact with her and I can see she is exhausted too, I’m
starting to wonder if this false cheer is an attempt to get some space from Darrien. I approach Darrien
and grab his arm dragging him towards the front door.
“Alright it’s time for you to go home. Get some rest, shower, whatever. It’s girl time now and as you
have clearly just identified yourself as a man you are not invited. You cane backter for dinner
and maybe if we feel like it we will save you a brownie. Now get out, go.” I open the front door and
shove him out. He stares at me a moment, briefly makes eye contact
then nods.
“I’ll be back in a while, take care of… yourselves.” He says with a pointed look towards the
kitchen, I nod and close the door in his face.
Back in the kitchen Megan’s shoulders sink down and the false smile falls from her face. She looks
exhausted and is staring at a mixing bowl not moving. I take over.
“Alright, how do we make brownies? Do you have a recipie?” I see her phone is lit up and she
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has a recipie open online. I grab it and nce at it. Doesn’t look too hard. I start reading out directions
and we get to work. We eat almost as much brownie mix as we end up putting in the oven. While it
bakes I start washing dishes and Megan dries since I have no idea where anything goes.
“So you an
you and Bemy, hey?” Megan starts. I flush red and give an awkward nod.
“I… I guess so. But… we’re not telling people right now. I’m not ready for… well, you know?” Megan
nods understandingly.
“Yeah I get it, people are pretty obsessed with Bemy’s love life.”
“Yes exactly, I don’t want to deal with all the pressure.” I see my phone vibrating on the counter and
check my messages.
Bemy- Tristan’s mother will be here for her meeting in about 30 minutes. Any chance you could take
Megan upstairs and keep her there for a while?
Ryann- No problem. Brownies are almost done, we will head up soon.
Megan nces over as she dries thest dish.
“Is that my brother? What does he want?” she asked. I pause, unsure how to respond and when my
phone goes off again I grab it as a way to dy responding.
Bemy- Thanks, I’m so d you’re here. <3
Ryann
I blush red and Megan smirks.
“I take it back, if you’re that embarrassed, I don’t want to know.” I mock re at her.
“It’s nothing like that. He’s just checking in. Now let’s get those brownies out the oven so we can go
upstairs and talk‘ in private. Bemy exined a few things about Shifter courting this. morning and
you never said anything about it. You have some exining to do.” Megan
smirks at me.
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“Oh do 1? You’re the one whose been avoiding talking about him, it’s not my fault. But I see your point.”
We move half the brownies into the fridge and take the rest upstairs with us. We both copse into
Megan’s bed and Megan immediately shoves a warm brownie into her mouth and lets out a groan.
“Yes that’s exactly what I needed.” She settles back and pulls a nket over herself. I ce the te of
brownies on herp then grab one myself. I have to agree they did turn out pretty well considering that
we had no idea what we were doing.
“So, shoot. What questions do you have after talking with Bels this morning?” Megan asks.
“Uhm, well before I interrogate you, I wanted to check… Bemy said it was fine but, you’re… okay
with… him and me?” Megan stares at me like I’m an idiot.
“If I had a problem I would have said something long before now. I’m a lot more. straightforward than
my brother.” She looks grumpy and I wince.
“I’m sorry. I hope you aren’t mad. It’s just… he knew it would hurt you, and neither of us could bring
ourselves to do that.” I drop my eyes to myp and fiddle with the edge of at nket. Megan sighs.
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“At least YOU told me the truth. Bemy…“. She trails off.
“He brought me here. He wanted to make sure there was no doubt before saying anything
in case he was just being overprotective… and then I guess I broke his faith in my magic for a bit so
you can see why he might not have said anything. Please don’t be angry, he was just trying to look out
for you.” Megan cats another brownie then sighs.
“Fine, but he owes me an apology. A proper one, not some random gift or something. Now enough
about me. Distract me with your rtionship drama.” Her tone made it clear that she was done talking
about it. I guess Bemy was right that she would be more angry with him than me. Hopefully she
doesn’t hold it against him too long.