His Plump Mate
I didn’t see a mark on her neck either.
Rodrigo stopped in his tracks. “Sinclair, who is this guy?”
“I’m her brother, asshole,” I replied with a low growl.
Sinclair started laughing. “So this is what it feels like to have an overprotective brother.”
Rodrigo and I looked at her laughing, and then the fight left both of us.
“Are you two mates?” I asked.
Sinclair shook her head, “No. We are friends though. Right, Rodrigo?”
I saw some of the light leave Rodrigo’s eyes. “Yeah, we are friends. “ I thought you were trying to seduce her.” Then he looked at Sinclair. “So you have a brother now?” I thought you were human, turned and grew up an orphan?”