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“That shit’s boring,” he said.
“We don’t do this for excitement, Sorin.”
“You don’t,” he replied.
“That’s right. My baby brother does it so that he can beat people up and chase girls. That’s the exciting life you love, eh?”
I crossed the room and clapped him on the shoulder, his exuberance lightening my spirit like always, even when he was being a troublemaker.
“Those are perks,” he said with a smile before he again turned serious. “I know why we do it.”
“Because we are clan,” I said, echoing words that had filled our ears since birth.
A faint, timid knock at the door broke the moment. Sorin’s eyes flashed with excitement.
“She’s here!” he exclaimed.
“Why are you so excited?” I asked.
“She got your attention. Yours. My brother, who is so detached he barely seems alive, the one who hasn’t looked at a woman in as long as I can remember. I have to see her,” he said.
He bounded across the room and opened the door, but I stayed in place. Sorin was right. I did avoid attachments, kept focused on my business. And I still hadn’t figured out what about her had made me break from that pattern.
“Oh!”
Fawn’s soft exclamation was followed by Natasha’s impatient huff.
“Let us in, Sorin,” she said.
“Yeah, yeah.”
He moved aside, and Fawn entered carrying three bags. I couldn’t help but look at her, the conservative jeans and T-shirt she wore so different, but so much better than that ridiculous black dress.
“Thank you, Natasha,” I said before she came in. “Oleg will take you home.”
A fleeting disappointment filled her expression but then she smiled that trademark seductive grin. “Of course. It was lovely, Fawn,” she said and then left.
“A beautiful name,” Sorin said, grinning from ear to ear.
Fawn just looked up at him, expression wary. If Sorin noticed, he didn’t care, and instead pulled her into a brief hug, kissed each of her cheeks, and then rested his hands on her shoulders, openly assessing her. I was prepared to intervene, the look of shock on Fawn’s face driving me toward them, but Sorin dropped his hands from her shoulders.
“I am Sorin Petran, the handsome brother. It is an honor to meet you,” he said.
“Day after tomorrow,” I called in Romanian, and Sorin nodded.
“Good-bye, Fawn,” he said, and then she and I were alone.
She blinked and then turned back to the door before looking at me again.
“Sorin is…excitable, but harmless,” I said, choosing to expand the truth for her benefit.
Her eyes widened.
“What is it?” I asked.
She looked down sharply.
“Fawn, what is it?” I repeated.
