"Mom, these are my men, Bel and Luci." Emma said it defiantly, seated at her mother's small kitchen table. Bel had his hand settled on her shoulder and Lucian was hovering anxiously just behind him. She felt Bel stiffen, they hadn't discussed this approach, but Emma wasn't going to pussyfoot around her mother's acceptance. She wanted her mother to know where she stood and that there would be no mistaking her bond with the two, especially since Lucian's confession and Bel's acceptance. She wasn't going to deny them anymore. Her mother's expression didn't change, but she sighed.
"You were always so pig-headed Emma. All these years you couldn't even keep one man, now you're gong to try to keep two?" Her mother sounded exasperated. Bel's hand tightened on her shoulder. Emma blanched
