Chapter 99: Gloomy Singles
Ian, Sebestian and Lucien, found themselves on the upper balcony as they looked down at the scene below. Leaning against the intricately designed wrought-iron railing, the trio clutched glasses of aged whiskey, sighing in unison. Until a month ago, all of the Frost brothers had been single as far as the public was aware and now two of them were taken off the market. The other three, who had assumed they had all the time in the world to sow their wild oats suddenly felt as if they were being stared at by all those little miss’ ready to marry them.
Ian, narrowed his eyes at Demon and shook his head in disappointment," I never expected Demon to be like this. Why does he look like he wants to turn into a caveman and carry our sister-in-law away while beating his chest and screaming ’mine’?"
Seb snorted at the description and inclined his head," Because he has indeed been guarding her as if she is a treasure and he an ancient dragon."
Lucien paid no attention to what his brothers were saying but grumbled," I always thought I would be the first to get married out of all of you."
Sen and Ian turned to Lucien in surprise who then sheepishly explained himself," Hey! I am the only one among you all who is normal. Demon used to repel girls by creating that oppression around himself, Gabe was always pining for Arabella while the two of you are too busy juggling your many girlfriends."
Seb winked at Ian as he threw an arm around Lucien and spoke in a baby-ish voice,"Aw, Lucy, are you feeling the pressure of singlehood? But you are our baby and too young for marriage." Lucien made a face at that and tried to jerk of his brother’s arm but the man simply tightened his hold and continued," It pains me to be the bearer of bad news, but your singlehood ticket is still long and valid."
Lucien finally shrugged off his brother’s arm and glared back, "Stop cursing me."
Ian grinned and added fuel to the fire, "Would you like to bet who is going to be next? It isn’t going to be you though..."
His brothers laughed at that while Lucien narrowed his eyes at them. They were making fun of him but they missed an important point... Crossing his arms in front of him, he pointed out," Sure, let’s make a bet. So, Ian, are you going to bet on Seb or yourself?"
At this point, Seb and Ian both stared at each other in horror. Dam* it! Either of them could be the next to fall! NO!
Stricken, both of them turned to Lucien and playfully answered," Hey! We were simply teasing you. It is going to be you of course. If either Gabe or Demon holds a wedding, we’ll even help you catch the bouquet..."
Lucien smirked and revelled in his brothers’ discomfort as he answered, "Oh, I see how it is. The mighty Ian and Seb, the seasoned bachelors, are suddenly afraid of losing a bet?"