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Harper was quiet for a moment. “I told her, by the way.”
“You did? And what did she say?”
“She was surprisingly okay with it.”
“I’m not surprised at all. My sister is pretty open-minded.”
“But, well, it’s still her brothers and she asked me to keep things casual. Which I promised her I would.”
“Absolutely, and we still understand the boundaries and accept them,” I said. “How about this? You talk to Kat and get back to us.”
“I can do that.”
“Good, and I’ll book your tickets in the meantime.”
“Jackson! What if she’s not okay with it?”
“She will be. I know my sister. Just talk to her, and I’ll send you the tickets once I’ve purchased them. Talk soon, Harper.”
We got off the phone and I did exactly that. I booked the train tickets for her for the next day, wanting to give her enough time to pack and talk to Kat before she had to leave.
I looked up to find my brothers eager to know the details.
Three identical faces. Only our hair, facial hair, and a few tattoos to tell us apart. A devious grin spread across my face.
“What’sthatlook for?”
“I have an idea…”
30
Nathan
“This is trippy,” Jackson said as he stared at himself in the mirror. I was right behind him, and I ran a hand over my military short hair. I had never had my hair this short, ever. But since we couldn’t force Aiden’s hair to grow out in a matter of days, we had no choice but to cut ours to match. He, in turn, shaved off his facial hair and covered his tattoos with the help of a professional makeup artist we had called on for help.
“There’s no way she’s going to be able to tell us apart,” Aiden remarked with a dry laugh as he ran a hand over his smooth-shaven face.
“That’s the plan,” Jackson replied.
It reminded me of the days when we’d play pranks on our teachers or even our parents. When we were younger, we could easily swap clothes and confuse almost anyone who knew us. It was an act we used to have down to a science. It had been a long time, but I was convinced we could still pull it off.
Clothing wise, we settled on some nice jeans and long sleeved, black Henley’s with a leather jacket. Even our shoes were the same. Every detail had to be perfect for this to work.
“Hopefully she’ll find it amusing and not creepy,” I said.
“I’m sure she will,” Jackson said as he checked his phone. “We better head over to the station to pick her up.”
One last look in the mirror and we were satisfied that we could fool even our own mother if we wanted to. We headed to Gare de Lyon.
The train station was bustling with people. Travelers coming back from visiting family for Christmas; others heading home. It was a few days before New Year’s Eve and some people were visiting the city for the celebration.
Being over six foot had a lot of advantages, including being able to look over crowds of people. When her familiar red hair came into view, all three of us began waving and rushing toward her. She was dressed comfortably in a pair of jeans and a pink sweatshirt, no makeup and her glasses instead of contacts, but even dressed down like that, she was easily the most beautiful woman in all of Paris, at least to me. My heart skipped several beats as we waited to be reunited with her.
As soon as her eyes landed on us, I watched as a look of confusion passed over her face. Her gaze moved from Aiden to me to Jackson and back again as she was trying to figure out who was who. When she reached us, we all took turns bear hugging her before she even had a chance to speak or ask any questions.
“What is going on here?” she asked, pointing to our matching attire. “And this!” She rubbed my head, now free from the shaggy locks. She was grinning though, clearly amused by our antics, just as Jackson had predicted.
“We thought you would have a good laugh,” Aiden said.
