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“Just my super-close ones, like Oaklyn, Suz, Tracy, and Justine.”
Fuck.
When my sister gave me her pinkie, that was our solemn promise to each other. We didn’t do it often, but when we did, nothing could break that promise.
Therefore, I had no choice.
I couldn’t fight her on this.
I had to fold.
And that meant I could never touch Oaklyn Rose.
Damn, that sucks.
I locked our pinkies together and gave her the words she wanted to hear. “I promise.”
ONE
Camden
There was no way in hell that my twin sister, Hannah, should leave me alone with her best friend in their apartment.
That was rule number one.
Rule number two was that I shouldn’t be mentally stripping the jeans and sweatshirt off Oaklyn’s perfect, tight, lean body. I shouldn’t be fantasizing about wrapping those gorgeous legs around my waist and slowly burying my dick into her pussy. I shouldn’t have this desire to make her scream so fucking loud that the neighbors on both sides would come banging on the door.
But that was what I was doing.
Because,goddamn it, she was so fucking hot.
So enticing.
So sweet. I just wanted to twist her long brown hair around my wrist and dirty her up a little.
Oaklyn Rose was the one girl I’d always wanted and the one girl who had always been off-limits.
The twin brother couldn’t touch the twin sister’s best friend.
And normally, I didn’t break rules.
But rule number two had been shattered a few hours ago when I came over to their place for dinner and immediately caught sight of Oaklyn bending over to take a pizza out of the oven, showing me that spicy, heart-shaped ass. And rule number one was about to be broken since my sister had just been called into work.
“Shit!” Hannah shouted as she got off the phone with her boss, sprinting into her room to get changed. “Have I mentioned how much I hate him? Because I do. With a passion I can’t even describe.”
My sister was bitching about Declan Shaw, her boss at The Dalton Group and the top litigator in the state of California. After meeting him this past weekend, I’d learned he wasn’t just a pit bull, but also one that fucking snarled. You would think that when you interned for your family’s law firm, like Hannah, you would get to choose your mentor. Not at The Dalton Group. They didn’t play that way. But there was an advantage to working under someone as skilled as Declan, which Hannah would eventually realize, and I hoped once I graduated law school this spring and moved back to the West Coast, I would become a clerk on his team.
After what sounded like a mini tornado erupting in her room, my sister returned to where Oaklyn and I were standing.
Oaklyn placed a soft-sided cooler in Hannah’s hands. “Take this.”
“What’s in it?” Hannah asked.
“Brownies. Fruit. The leftover pizza we had for dinner.”
Oaklyn knew Hannah could be at the office all night and didn’t want my sister to go hungry.
Man, that girl was caring and motherly.
