Violet Purple and her men returned to their quarters, and no sooner had the door closed behind them than Asher said, "Can we talk? All of us?"
At once an awkward tension settled. Whatever joke Roman had been telling Alaric died off immediately. They shared a look, sensing that whenever Asher used that business tone of his, something was up—and deep down, they already knew what it was.
Violet straightened. "Sure, go on."
Asher looked at his brothers one after the other, then said, "I appreciate you guys being considerate of me, but I didn't ask for that."
"Oh boy," Roman mouthed. Just what they thought.
"Just because my bond with Violet hasn't formed yet doesn't mean you have to pity me. I'm uncomfortable with it. Moreover, it's totally unfair of me to ask the three of you to go celibate when the bond pushes you to do otherwise. I wouldn't keep my hands off my purple queen if I had the chance." Asher finished with a smoldering gaze aimed Violet's way.
She blushed instantly.
