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I’m small in every way possible. My tits are barely big enough to need a bra, and my height gives the impression I’m younger than I am.
I asked one of the girls one night if they were hiring.
They laughed. And that was the end of that.
But if I have to shake my ass for strangers for a roof and food, I fucking will.
And that’s a fact.
Three
Kyson
“You went,” Zuko says as he slides on his boots. My older brother and I look alike, but my twin and I looked identical growing up . Then as we grew older, we grew apart in many ways, looks included. Both of us have gone to Zuko if we need anything. Or just to talk. Zuko knows how to listen. It’s one of my favorite things about him. “Kyson,” he says, shaking his head when I don’t answer him.
“I was bored,” I reply.
“Lies,” he says, just as his girlfriend steps out of the bedroom, in only his shirt. “Avert your eyes before I pluck them out.”
I smile and focus on Zuko.
“I’m your brother,” I remind him.
“And she’s mine.”
“Hey, Kyson. Kill anyone today with your good looks?” Alaska teases, knowing full well it will make Zuko furious. She walks over and stands behind him before she wraps her arms around his neck.
“Oh, you know, it’s daily. The ladies love me.” Zuko gives me a death stare.
“Okay, well, I’m going back to bed. Toodles, lover,” she says to Zuko and offers me a wave as she turns back for the bedroom.
“Stop staring at her ass.” Zuko grunts.
“I wasn’t. Is that my shirt she’s wearing?” I point to where she left, and when Zuko raises his eyes to mine, I know I should stop. If I were anyone else, he would have used his knife on me by now.
“She said our safe word,” I tell him, bringing him back to the wedding. “During her vows,” I add.
His sour face drops, and he lifts his hand to brush his hair back before he shakes his head. “Well, fuck.”
“Yeah, fuck.”
“Okay, well, you can take the hit tonight. It will give you something to take out all that frustrated energy on. Don’t say I never give you anything.” He stands as the door opens, and Kenzo strolls in. Kenzo, I would say, is the more reserved of us, while Zuko is the ears and reason. And I am here to fuck shit up.
Zuko has knives, which he is an expert with.
Kenzo is the best sharpshooter I have ever seen. Plus, he can track almost anyone.
And me? Well, I…
Fuck if I know.
Let’s be real—I just show up and take out the target.
“What’s wrong?” Kenzo asks.
I say nothing as I step past him, but Zuko says, “He went to her wedding.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Kenzo asks.
