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By then, Noah will have his answers. He'll know what he likes so he can enjoy sex the way nature intended and I'll get to return to my harmless but enjoyable flirtation. Business as usual.

“Your seven-twenty is looking good,” Xander remarks as I pop out of the bowl and roll to a stop next to him, rescuing me from the thoughts in my head.

“Thanks. I worked on it while you were gone.” As a tall man, spinning two full circles in the air isn’t the easiest trick to land. Unlimited use of Xander’s pool helped me figure it out. “You know, you still haven’t told me how my favorite half of the egg is doing after your little trip to Sweden.”

“Am I supposed to know what that means?” Xander squints at me.

“One egg, two people, duh.”

“You know boy/girl twins don’t come from the same egg, right?”

“I wasn’t referring to Niko, I was referring to me.” Niko may be his sister's biological twin, but I’m her twin in spirit. “Clearly, Anna and I are the same person in two different bodies. Ergo, half of my egg. Usually, people will be polite and call the other person the better half, but we all know that’s me so to spare her feelings we’ll share the title.”

Xander shakes his head the way he always does when my word vomit frustrates him. “You and Anna both have limited filters and like dicks. I’m pretty sure that’s where the similarities end.”

“Those similarities connect us in a way you can’t possibly understand. She’s my literal soul sister. No one gets me like she does.”

“You met her once.”

“And we bonded instantly. If she had a dick I’d have already proposed. Since she doesn't, I'll settle with her being my best bitch for life.”

Xander visibly shudders—my work here is complete—and changes the subject. “Moving on from that terrifying thought, why does Noah keep glancing at you and looking away like he got caught doing something wrong?”

Why indeed?

I can’t admit it’s probably a freak out over whether people will know another man has held his cock just by looking at him, which pretty much every guy wonders after their first gay experience. Spoiler alert- there’s no such thing as flashing neon sign or arrow over your head claiming you like dick.

“He’s probably worried I’ll fall.”

“Sorry, what?” The whites of Xander’s eyes are suddenly very prominent. “Why would he be worried about that?”

“I didn’t know he was here the last time I used the pool, and it freaked me the fuck out when he started clapping, which Niko apparently told him to do, by the way. I fell off the board and hit my head. No biggie with the helmet on, but I think it scared him. The big guy probably felt guilty.”

“Oh shit,” Xander groans.

“What?”

“Noah’s like the caretaker of the whole team. It’s literally part of his DNA to look out for people.”

“So?”

“So, if he felt responsible for you falling, he’d stick around to make sure you’re okay, which would give you an opportunity to be…you. And with no one around to reel you in… What’d you do to him?”

Wow Xander’s eyes can get dark fast.

“Nothing.”

“What’d you do with him, then?”

Xander’s fishing for information I’d normally boast about if my escapade had been with an unknown party, but it’s not my place to tell anyone about the things Noah’s questioning, or the role I’ve played to help him figure things out.

“I would think that’d be obvious,” I scoff. “After all, a man that size likely has an equally sizeable dick, and if I’d been lucky enough to have it in me, I doubt I’d be able to skate flawlessly.”

“You’re telling me you didn’t try to fuck him while he was feeling guilty for making you fall?”

This is probably where I should say Noah’s been crashing with me, so it doesn’t look like I’m trying to hide anything. I don't, but it doesn't dismiss the fact I should. Since we drove separately–he needed to swing by his place first–there isn’t a reason to volunteer that information. I won’t deny it if it comes up, but I’m happy to leave that detail out since it’ll only make Xander more suspicious of what I may or may not have gotten up to with the big guy.

“I’m always trying to fuck him, but to date, my cock hasn’t met his ass. Or vice versa. Happy?” Sadly, it's not a lie.

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