Sinful Mates 1-3 novel Chapter 38

　　Gentle cold hands woke me up, I shivered at his cold touch. “Dinner Babe, you should eat” I rolled over completely exhausted before snuggling back under the covers. Tobias placed his hand on my head before turning it over and feeling it with the back of his hand.

　　“Does she feel like she is burning up to you?” Theo touched my back and I flinched from the coldness before he too placed his hand on my forehead. “I’m not sure her skin always feels hot to me,” he said.

　　“I’m fine I just need sleep” I grumbled rolling onto my stomach, trying to dive back into my slumber. Stupid men always trying to force feed me and keep me awake. Tobias flicked the light on, the light shining through the backs of my eyelids. I squeezed my eyes tighter before pulling my pillow over my head. “Yep, she is fine, just being a brat” Tobias spoke as he knelt on the bed beside me. In one swift movement he rolled me and picked me up.

　　“Hey what are you doing, I was trying to sleep” I groaned. He tossed me over his shoulder.

　　“Why you got to be such a knob for I was enjoying my sleep before you ruined it” He slapped my bare ass before walking out the door. I stretched my sore limbs stretching out like a stiff board on his shoulder, before relaxing and slumping over it again. I could feel his whiskers on my hip before he turned his face as he was walking down the stairs and bit the side of my butt.

　　I hissed and turned smacking him on the head as he descended down the stairs. Well, I am awake now, I thought before bracing my elbows digging them into his shoulder and propping my chin up, I knew they wouldn’t feel comfortable to him. Theo was walking behind me, and I reached my arm to him. He gripped my fingers with his.

　　“Theo would have let me sleep, that why he’s my favourite” I stated sticking my tongue out at Theo. He winked at me, following behind us. “Well, I’m not Theo and I have something to show you, besides who goes to bed when it isn’t even 8 o’clock yet.”

　　Tobias dumped me off the side of his shoulder, I squealed before landing on the lounge, the wind being knocked out of me. I landed with a soft thud. I grabbed the grey cushion and lobbed it at him. I heard him chuckle before walking into the kitchen followed by Theo.

　　“You coming?” Tobias sang out.

　　“Nope, I’m good here.”

　　“Imogen.” I rolled my eyes before climbing off the lounge. I followed them into the kitchen which was empty. I could see dinner plated up on the bench but no Theo or Tobias. I felt a cool breeze brush over my skin before I saw the curtains above the sink move. The door leading out to the back deck was ajar. I walked over to it and stuck my head outside.

　　On the deck was a rose bush. I stepped out and seen Theo and Tobias were walking down the steps onto the footpath. “Grab the rose bush.” I looked at the pot that had a white rose tree in it. They don’t honestly expect me to carry that do they? I wouldn’t even be able to get my arms around the pot it sat in, let alone carry it with all its dirt.

　　“Yeah, sure thing, nothing like some night-time gardening” I walked over to the ceramic pot. The thorns looked sharp, but it had about thirty huge white roses on it. I tried to drag it toward the stairs. Once to the top step, I looked down the five steps trying to figure out how the hell, I was actually going to get down the stairs without either breaking the pot or getting pricked by it thorns. “You’re kidding right?” I said before turning and finding Theo directly behind me watching me.

　　“What are you doing? Help!”

　　“I think I would rather enjoy the view of your panty-less ass trying to drag that over to us.”

　　I stood, putting my hands on my hips. “Help or I am going inside.” I bent down to drag it closer to the step so it was hanging over the edge slightly so I could get a good grip on it. When suddenly it was gone. Theo picked it up like it weighed nothing and walked along the concrete path over to Tobias, who was busy digging a hole between two red rose bushes in the huge garden. I stomped across the grass towards them.

　　“Get off the grass. You know how long it took me to get it like that?” Tobias yelled out to me, looking up from the hole he was digging.

　　“Didn’t picture you to be a green thumb,” I told him, still treading on his precious grass. I stood next to him.

　　“That’s because you barely know us, beside our secret,” he stated.

　　I thought for a second. He was right I didn’t know much about them personally. I know a little about Theo and his love for reading and his family which I suppose is also Tobias’s family. But other than that, not much really.

　　I looked for Theo, but he was gone again. “So, what are we doing out here?”

　　“We are letting your mother go, we know you’re having trouble letting go. Which is understandable but we thought maybe you would like something in her memory, so she is released but still here with you” Said Theo coming up behind me, in his hands was my mother’s urn. I reached for it and he placed her in my hands.

　　I didn’t speak, just nodded, my throat suddenly feeling clogged. I didn’t know what I wanted to do with her, I knew she couldn’t stay in the plastic container, but hated the thought of letting her go. This Idea of theirs I did like though. Tobias finished digging and stepped back.

　　I clutched my mother’s urn to my chest.” If you don’t want to, we can figure out something else.” I looked at Tobias, he almost seemed normal not so intimidating. I shook my head.

　　“No, this is good. Thank you.” He nodded before placing his hand on my shoulder and squeezing it. I undid the lid, my hands shaking slightly. Bending down, I poured her ashes into the hole; I felt my tears trying to brim but I shook my head and cleared my throat before stepping back.