“Quite normal,” Guy answered in front of me. “The magical world is much more accepting of all lifestyles, even if you were with Saul as well as both of us, if your connection to him wasn’t platonic.”
Saul. They’d mentioned him several times but hadn’t elaborated enough. The man who was supposedly my soulmate, but also apparently it was completely platonic. What was the point of a soulmate if you weren’t romantically connected? Did it just mean we were destined to be BFFs forever? That sounded boring.
“Why isn’t Saul helping you save me?” I asked when the twins had stopped walking right on the edge of a dirt… was the word ‘road?’
“Saul believes you to be dead, as does your mom. Well. Our mom.”
“Our mom?” I shrieked with disbelief. Why would they have kissed me if they were my brothers?
Olivander rubbed his neck and wouldn’t meet my eyes. “Yeeah. It’s a little complicated. We’re not technically related. Our mom married yours before she died, and your mom took us in. She’s pretty great. Like you.”
“Could’ve mentioned we were kind-of-siblings earlier,” I grumbled. Would’ve been better to know that before they said we’d kissed, among other things.
Guy snorted a laugh and I shot him a glare for listening in on my thoughts. “What, are you mad that Olivander has had sex with you? I’m mad I haven’t. We can’t both be mad. Would make it hard to even the score.”
God, these two. Every sentence from their lips made it really seem like they were desperate to get into my pants. I wasn’t sure I wanted them to. But I also wasn’t sure I didn’t want them to.
The soft grass was gone, and I didn’t have shoes on. Guy knelt for me to mount his back, and he carried me across the road, his fingers tight on my thighs.
“Where are we going exactly?” I asked after a few minutes when it was starting to feel really hot all of the sudden. Why was I so warm? Was it because of that bright thing in the sky? The sun?
“We’re going to your mom’s house,” Guy answered. “I made sure the portal took us close, but not too close. We’ll have to walk the rest of the way; we should get there in the morning.”
Olivander chuckled to himself as he walked beside us. “Too bad your mom isn’t here, she could take some of this grass and make it into shoes for you.” I narrowed my eyes at him, trying to work out how that was possible, and he grinned at me. “Magic, remember?”
Right, that.
We switched to a contemplative silence until the sun was almost down and they found a small cave by a river for us to sleep in. I didn’t know what they were thinking about during that walk, but I was still trying to wrap my head around all of the day’s events. Also trying to wrap everything around the fact that I wasn’t crazy. Plenty of things to absorb.
Guy waited for Olivander to lay out his jacket for me to sit on before gently setting me down.
“You have magic too,” Olivander continued as if we hadn’t stopped talking hours before. “It’s why you hear the walls hum like that.”
“Let her breathe, man,” Guy chastised, sitting down and clapping his hands together to form a fire in front of us. “She’s been processing as best she can, but it’ll be awhile before she can accept the magic thing.”
Studying Guy with increasing irritation, I took in his black hair, slightly shorter than Olivander’s, not long enough for a ponytail but enough where it fell into his eyes. He definitely had an air about him that said he knew how hot he was. “I’m really going to have to insist that you stop reading my mind, please. We might be kind-of-siblings, but I don’t know you. Not really. And I’m still not sure how I feel about this whole siblings relationship thing. We might’ve been sheltered in the Asylum, but they taught us enough to know that siblings don’t date each other.”
“We’re not siblings,” Guy said, meeting my eyes over the hair covering his face. God, the look he was giving me made me feel tight all over. Shit, did he hear that? “Olivander and I fell in love with you long before our moms were married. There’s nothing wrong about the way we feel about you. And I can’t not read your mind. It’s part of my magic, part of my very self. Not doing it is like not hearing. Not seeing. You’ll be able to put wards up against it if you feel like you need to, once you’ve regained your powers, of course.”
That was comforting. I certainly didn’t want him to know all of the thoughts that kept running through my head every time either of them looked at me. Staring into their blue eyes only made me wonder what it had been like between us, in the memories I’d lost. Kissing them, touching them, them touching me. Lots to imagine. I cleared my throat and looked away, hoping the fire would remove some of the tension inside me as it warmed me up.
When would I meet Saul? Platonic or no, I was eager to meet my soulmate.
“Here,” Guy said, handing me a phone with almost no pause from my thoughts ending. That was definitely going to become annoying. “This is Saul. You’ll probably know it’s him when you see him, with the whole soulmate thing, but I figured you’d want to see.”
The picture on the phone screen showed a tall man, thick with muscles, a square chin, long white hair, and red eyes. He was even more handsome than the twins, and some part of me lamented that our connection was merely platonic.
“It’s a good thing it is,” Guy responded, taking his phone back and staring at the fire. “If there was romance there, you’d never look at me or Olivander ever again. He makes us look like
