Chapter 11: Two Sides to Everything

Christopher's POV

After Ash had bandaged me up and left my room that was the last time that I had seen him. Throughout the rest of the week, I did not hear from the leader of the bunch and none of the brothers gave the indication that they would tell me.

"Most likely he went to handle business that was important," Colin mentioned in passing during one night.

That did not help my curiosity.

"I think you should leave it alone, spitfire. You have gotten into enough trouble," Noah said during the time he pulled my out of the room to aid him in the kitchen. He briefly told me that he did not want the twins in his kitchen making a mess.

He taught me to make Shepard's pie and a lemon tart custard. The man was a master in the kitchen and I felt that he was in his element playing with the knives. When I apologized for using one of his knives as a weapon he laughed at me.

"You are not the only occupant of this place that has used my blades as weapons. Rory has used them because he knows that they are always sharp."

When I finally had Rory in my sights he made it clear that he was avoiding me. When I questioned him he simply shrugged and replied.

"It's that what you wanted. To get yours and avoid me as much as possible." His bark was as bad as his bite.

Note to self steer clear of the angry twin for now.

I decided to take a break from my laptop and head to the gym one evening and I saw Colin on the bench press lifting weights. As I turned around to exit the area I heard a hard drop of the weights behind me.

"Looks like you finally came this way," I turned to see the weight and bar on the floor at his feet. I got a better look at Colin and could see that he was wearing jogging sweats that complimented his thick legs. He had no shirt on dripping of sweat.

"I did not want to interrupt." I said but he quickly grabbed my hand. Like a reaction I took a swing of the man only to have him catch my fist in his hand.

"Well are you going to show me what you did to my twin," Colin smirked. I lifted my foot up to connect with his chin but he quickly dropped and pushed my hands away he slapped my leg out of his way.

I glared at him and went to knee him in his crotch. He tsked at me unimpressed as he blocked the attack.

"See you are still reeling from your tete et tete with Malcolm. Tell me what did he say to you to get you to get angry like that?"

I swung at him and when he ducked I went to elbow him in his stomach but I was caught off guard when he lifted me off the ground.

I felt a brisk of air before Colin dropped me to the match below us.

The air hit my chest and I was gasping for air like a fish. He dropped to his knees and eyes my like I was prey. I had not recovered from the full front of his strength. At the moment I was his prey.

He stay at his knees eyeing me chuckling. "I got to say you are good. Sloppy but good," Colin said as he kept his eyes on me. I quickly stood up finally able to catch my breath. I closed my eyes and steadied my breathing. I refused to let another twin get the better of me.

Without thinking I took off to the door with Colin right behind me but he did not count on me shifting my feet and pivoting. I slid to the ground on my knees and came back up on my foot to catch Colin as he turned to face me once more. I used the momentum of his turn to flip him over my frame and have him land on his back a few inches away from me. He landed with a grunt and had a confused dazed look on his face. I went towards him making sure that he would not get up.

"I have to say that surprised me, spitfire," Colin said praising me. I felt a warmth of pride fill my chest. It had been so long that I had been complimented that it blinded me. The last time that I was complimented was by Jeger and he made me feel disgusting the entire time.

I was speechless to the praise that no sooner did Colin congratulate me that he swept his leg under mine bringing me forward. I braced for the impact of the floor mat but I saw that he had caught me in his arms. My dreads had spread out over us like a curtain.

"Let go of me," I growled as I struggled.

"If you tell me what Malcolm told you." Colin said. I looked up into the bluest ocean I had ever seen. I gulped as I tried to look away but he caught my chin in his hand and forced me to look at him.

"Topher, tell me," he demanded.

"I never gave you permission to call me that," I shouted. He sighed but his grip did not move. His other hands was resting on my waist.

"Chris, I know that you have a problem with me and my brothers. Truth be told you should be dead considering you attacked Malcolm, but Noah said he started it."

I looked at him as I rose up and straddled him. I let out a deep breath. "Would it be one of you," I asked. Colin stayed silent. I nodded.

I figured as much they would kill me and that would be it. I would not be able to keep going with my mission either. I blinked back my tears and bit my lip. Colin sat up and brushed his thumb against my lip preventing me from making it bleed.

"Why do you wanna know so badly," I asked.

"I know that Malcolm is an asshole and I wanted to make sure that he did not go to far."

"Didn't Noah tell you what your associate said?"

Colin shook his head. I chewed at my tongue for a second as I looked down at the man underneath me. His dark locs were plastered against his face from his workout and no doubt fighting me. I wanted to brush some of it out of his face but reframed from it. I sighed in defeat. "He asked me which one of you was fucking me," I looked at Colin and saw no signs of shock or awe. Instead, he burst out laughing.

"That fucker," Colin said in between his laughing fit. I stood there seeing how different the two of them were. Where Rory was hard and guarded, I saw kindness and concern from Colin. He sat up and pushed my hair out of my face. "I am sorry. That was none of his business and normally he does not pry like that . I am guessing he took a real liking to you."

I snorted a laugh. "I doubt that, he kept mentioning that I am not his type."

Colin looked at me. "If you went back and forth with the asshole, trust me he sees you as his type. But he might lay off now."

I looked at him puzzled. "And why is that?"

Colin put his hand on my cheek and pull me into him.

"Because knows that my brothers and I don't share our toys," with no hesitation he captured my lips and gripped my waist into his body. He wrapped my legs around his waist and deepened the kiss between us.

As he pushed his tongue against my lips demanding interest I obliged but only to pull his tongue into my mouth and suck on it. When we broke from each other I could hear him groan in my neck.

"Fucking hell baby," he whispered. He pulled me closer and began to kiss my neck. I moaned at his touch letting the tingle sensation dance along my skin.

I slowly moved and grounded against his growth that was creating friction between us. I moaned when he took control of my waist thrashing me against him. Colin yanked my workout shirt from over my head and tossed it away from our position.

I pulled away from him only to be flipped on my back. This time Colin's legs were separated at my waist. He bent down and dragged his tongue along my body. My body reacted to him screaming for the release that I knew that I desired.

He chuckled as he reached my yoga shorts, "So impatient." He quickly stripped the shorts and my panties off leaving my entire body exposed to him. Before he went any further he ranked his gaze along my body.

"Baby I need to hear you say it," he purred in my ear. I felt his digits slip into my wetness and I choked on my words. The way he toyed on me left me at his mercy and I doubt that I would say no. I was drowning in my inhibitions, and I did not want to go to the surface.