what?” Milo asks.
“Knows, knows,” Ares confirms.
Dante bites his lip. “You mean you told her about… us, about a real Infinity?” My heart rate speeds up with his words, could Ares have been telling the truth? My mind thinks back to the conversation last night, the way Ares kept saying we would all be together, and how they’ve admitted our Infinity is different than all the others.
“It’s true?” I whisper.
Ollie looks over at Ares. “Is that way she was mad?” He sounds reluctant, like he doesn’t want to know the answer.
Ares tilts his head. “Something definitely got her all fired up, but you’ll have to ask her what it is.”
I blanch again, I can’t answer that question. Not yet. “I’m just surprised is all,” I deflect, hoping it’s enough of the truth to appease them.
Twenty Two
Ollie breaks away from the others, coming to stand before me. “Does it freak you out?” He winces, waiting for my response. I reach my out hand to touch his forearm, not liking how unsure he looks.
“I don’t know what to think, I don’t understand how it would even be possible.”
He covers my hand with his own, holding me to him. “It’s what we’ve always known. I have two dads, Ares and Dante have two dads, Milo is one of the only sons who has three.”
“Oh my god.” I look over at Ares. “You did tell me you had two dads. I just didn’t… I mean it didn’t even register what you meant.” I pull my hand back from Ollie and cover my eyes—is this really even happening?
“Yes.” Dante answers the question I hadn’t realized I’d spoken out loud.
“But… you’re okay with that, sharing? I don’t think I can do that.” My words come out soft.
Milo shuffles his feet and pushes his long sleeves up his arms to the elbows. “You don’t like us like that?”
“It’s not about me liking you, it’s about me liking you too much. I mean, how would it even work, we make schedules for dates?” Because dating is about as far as my mind can take this idea right now.
Ollie shrugs. “Maybe, if we need to.”
“What if I’m out with you and we run into Ares and Mia? I couldn’t, I mean, I won’t do that.” I shake my head emphatically, angry at just the thought.
A dark chuckle resonates through the room and I glare over at Ares with my eyes narrowed. I really do want to smack him. “Oh Cara,” there’s a gleam in his eyes that hollows out my stomach, “that would never happen.”
Crossing my arms over my chest and cocking my hip out I ask, “How are you so sure?” I mentally added Loverboy at the end.
“I have to say I like the reaction.” Darkness invades Ares’s eyes as he peers at me. A look of hunger on his face. What, he likes that I’m mad? I’m so confused I drop my arms, looking around between them. Milo is rubbing the back of his neck, neither Dante or Ollie will meet my eyes.
“Ares you’re not helping.” Dante sounds fluster as he approaches. “That isn’t going to be a problem Laura.” I stare up into his face, wondering what else they aren’t telling me.
I let the questions and worries fade into the background. I’m not sure I could handle knowing anymore right now anyhow.
Dante turns to look over his shoulder at his brother. “Why don’t we go watch a movie or something?” The change of topic is jarring, but not unwelcome. Getting my mind off everything that’s going on sounds way too good to pass up.
“Mia.” Milo’s one word reminder is enough to cause Dante to wince.
“We can all camp out in here.” Dante turns to examine the room and it’s like it’s the first time he notices the lack of anything but a bed. “You don’t have a TV?”
“I come in here to relax, or sleep. I don’t need a television for either of those things,” Ares drawls.
“I’ll grab my laptop, and a few things from my room,” Dante offers then slaps Ollie on his back. “Come help.” It’s not really a question. Ollie follows, leaving me alone with Milo and Ares. I cross and uncross my arms, not sure how I should act now.
Ares doesn’t suffer the same uncertainty. He saunters over and invades my space. “Why don’t you get comfortable?” His words are an invitation I don’t want to deny. I would love to curl up in his bed and just forget for a few hours.
“Can