Chapter Sixteen
Raven
“R ay,” a female voice says as Jasper, Jaxon, and I are grabbing groceries.
Turning, I see a woman with a bright smile.
“I was about to call you,” she tells me.
I know that I know her. I’ve seen her hair before. Her eyes. I think. But I can’t freaking place it.
Most of the time, I’m okay with my face blindness, but sometimes, I just get so angry. Why can’t I just look at someone and remember who they are?
Sighing, I take my time to look her over before answering. If she truly knows who I am, then she knows this is my process. When I get down to her hands, her fingers wiggle, and I laugh before tossing myself into her arms.
“Hey, Mommy,” I smile. “I thought you weren’t coming until next week?”
“Well, when you started talking about your men on the phone last night I just had to come and see for myself.”
“Nice to meet you, ma’am,” Jasper says. “My name is Steel, but Raven calls me Jasper.”
“And I’m Blaze, but Raven calls me Jaxon.”
Laughing, I shake my head. “That’s because those are their real names,” I explain. “Everyone calls them Steel and Blaze, but I wanted my own thing.”
“Then I’ll call them Steel and Blaze,” Mom says. “And don’t call me, ma’am. Call me mom.”
I smile at the memory of my first time meeting Ma. She pretty much said the same thing.
“My goodness, Ray. I know you don’t realize it, but your men are very sexy.”
“Really?” I ask curiously as I look back at them.
I see a set of eyes, a nose, and a mouth. It looks no different than any other man’s face. But I believe my mom.
“Well, lucky me,” I smile.
“Did you think we were ugly, baby?” Jasper smiles.
“I didn’t really think one way or another,” I admit. “I just know that you’re mine. That’s all I need to know.”
“All yours, sweetheart,” Jaxon smiles. “Well then, come on, Mom. We came to get stuff for homemade pizza. Care to join us?”
“Oh, I don’t want to intrude,” Mom says. “I’ll just meet up with you tomorrow.”
“No intrusion,” Jasper says. “Join us.”
“No sense in arguing, Mommy,” I sigh. “They won’t let you win. Being bossy is kind of their thing.”
“Well, then, how can I say no. Lead the way, boys.”
The men grab the bags and lead us out.
“How in the world am I going to be able to tell them apart,” Mom asks. “Ray, these two are identical in every way.”
“So I’ve heard,” I smile. “Jaxon, Blaze, is usually smiling and joking about something, and Jasper, Steel, always looks like he’s in control.”
“Looks like?” Jasper teases.
“And for some odd reason,” I say, ignoring the man. “Jaxon likes to play with a lighter.”
“Do you smoke, Blaze?” Mom asks.
“Nope,” he smiles. “Just like fire.”
The fire station at the club pops into my head and from the smirk on both of their faces, they know exactly what I’m thinking.
“Never happening,” I say, causing them both to laugh.
“Goodness, something just passed between the three of you that has me melting,” Mom laughs. “Let’s go, Ray. I want that pizza.”