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“Blueberry?!” I leaned back. “That’s blasphemy. Blueberry is no one’s favorite.”
“Don’t tell me you picked something horrible.”
“Dunkin is the king of donuts and horrible isn’t on the menu.” I slid the bag over to her. “But you’re welcome to the double chocolate.”
She opened the bag and peeked inside, her face twisting with disgust. “Vanilla Long John?! What a waste!”
“How dare you,” I joked. “It’s the perfect complement to the double chocolate glazed.”
She pulled the chocolate one out and laid it on a napkin. “You know what goes really well with the double chocolate glazed?”
I raised my brows.
“Another double chocolate glazed.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Thanks,” she said, snapping it in two. “I’ll enjoy this even more knowing it’s calorie free.”
“And three of your five a day.”
She smiled. “Speaking of bullshit…”
I grabbed the superior donut from the bag and took a bite.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were a twin?”
I swallowed.
“Much less one half of the band Gemini?”
“Did I not?” I asked, feigning ignorance.
“No,” she said. “You didn’t.”
“I suppose I didn’t tell you because it’s not important.”
“You seemed to think it was important during your MTV interview.” Her curious eyes searched mine.
“I’m flattered that you scoured the internet for embarrassing clips of me, but I think you’re confusing me with my brother, who thought that was the most important moment of our lives.”
“I’m not confusing you with your brother,” she said. “You’re by far the better-looking twin.”
“I love you for that,” I said, my chest seizing when I realized what I’d blurted. Fortunately, she laughed right away, perfectly defusing the awkwardness only I seemed to feel. Still, a whiff of nausea niggled at me. Like I’d said too much too casually. As if I were the one who’d let my hair down.
“I don’t know why you’re embarrassed. Most people would sell their soul to have one hit record, much less two platinum albums.”
A sly smile tugged at my lips. “You did your research.”
“I wish you’d told me.”
“Why?” I asked. “It doesn’t change anything.”
“Maybe you’re right,” she said. “Knowing would’ve only made me feel insecure.”
“Insecure?”
She shrugged. “It’s not every day a girl gets to sleep with a rock star.”
