“You seem to be the only person aware of those differences though. For example, mom, what color are our eyes?” Kota looks pointedly at Luna Ava.
“You both have that beautiful teal color, why?”
“Sky, tell her what you see.” He looks at me.
Now I’m nervous about being put on the spot. I take my time swallowing the large mouthful of food I just shoved, unladylike, in my face. “To me Cam:
eyes are emerald green and Kota’s are ocean blue. They aren’t the same shade, but I can see how blended they would be a teal color.”
“Now, mom, what is our scent?” Cam asks, in full investigation mode now. It makes us both smile.
She gives me a wink and I know that she is just placating them. “You both smell like the holidays, like citrus and spice. It is actually one of my favorite
smells.” She giggles a little and I think they both blush. Interesting.
“Skylar?” He doesn’t even finish the question.
“Cameron is the one who smells like citrus and Dakota smells like cinnamon.” I roll my eyes as I smile at them, using their full names, like they are
using mine. “Just to finish my observations, so I can eat, Cam is slightly taller while Dakota is set wider in the shoulders. Their hair is different, even
now when they have tried to comb it the same, Dakota’s has more waves and Cam’s is a shade darker. There are a few more subtle differences but
you get the idea, they find novelty in the fact that I can tell them apart.”
I look away from the twins at the Alphas and Lunas who all look surprised. “Now I’m curious if you could tell them apart in a black and white photo.
We’ll have to test that sometime.” Alpha Lucas says. “But, right now, leave the poor girl alone and let her eat. She took out like 20 wolves today.” He
winks at me and I give him an appreciative smile.
“Speaking of kicking ass and taking names, I’ve got my eye on you little one. You gave some of my best personal warriors a run for their money and
even put Xander in his place.”
“WHAT! He never said he went up against me!” I look around for Xander, but he’s nowhere to be found. ”
Did you guys know?” I look at the twins, who at least look sheepish. “Seriously?! Why didn’t you guys say anything? Which one was he?”
“That, we are not telling you, Tiny. If he feels like telling you which royally beaten wolf was his, he can do that. If I was him, I would take that info to
the grave.” Cam laughs and so does everyone else.
We all break into smaller conversations and I just enjoy listening and watching all that is happening around me while I gladly eat all of the food that
Cam and Kota brought me. I was having such a good time, I didn’t even notice that the sun had set and the patio lights were on and the soft music
was slowly turning to more upbeat dance music.
All of a sudden my chair spins around and I am being dragged to my feet. “Come on Little Bit, this is my jam.” Sam pulls me onto the glass cover ove
the pool that has been made into a makeshift dance floor to an old hip hop song where the only required dance move is jumping around. I couldn’t
help but laugh and join in, this I could do, normal dancing was not my thing.
Every song after that was probably from the late 90’s or early 2000’s intermixed with every possible song that could tempt the girls present to act like
strippers thrown in. I tried to leave the floor everytime one of those songs came on, but there was always one of the guys to hold me there and keep
me from looking like a total fool. When “Don’t Cha’ came on Sierra came running up to me and I finally just let go and we sang it together giving the
guys a show and laughing hysterically.
I think every girl ever knows this song, and eventually all the guys left the dance floor to the ladies, making a huge circle to watch our antics. It’s the
most fun I have ever had with this many people, ever.
I was pretty impressed with Sierra’s knowledge of all the rap parts too.
