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“Ezra, come on in.” Charlie’s voice calls from somewhere beyond the foyer and then she appears. I don’t realize how tense I am until I see her and my shoulders relax. The imposter in front of me turns to Charlie.
Charlie does a double-take at her twin. “Daniels! I told you not to,” she scowls.
“Meh, he didn’t fall for it anyway. How didn’t you fall for it? I even put contacts in and everything.” She waves her hand up at her face and pouts, clearly disappointed that her prank has failed.
“I just knew. You must be Daniella.” We met during Charlotte and my engagement party five years ago. I saw her from a distance when I came to their father’s funeral last year. I raise my hand.
She shakes it firmly, “Ella. No seriously, tell me how you recognized me. What did I do wrong?”
I throw Charlie a helpless glance as I shift my feet. “Leave him alone, Daniels.” Charlie says as she comes over and ushersme into the spacious living room. It’s done in soft colors with vibrant paintings and furniture. Very feminine.
“Whatever, Charles. You can’t protect him forever. I’ll find out his secrets.” She drops onto an overstuffed sofa, which sort of just conforms around her weight.
“I’m almost done. I just need to get my coat and put my hair up and we’re good to go.” Charlie says to me.
“Do you have to?” My gaze drops to where her hair grazes the top of her breasts. “It looks great when you leave it down.”
“The man is right,” Ella chirps. Charlie gives me a soft smile and then disappears down a doorway. “Make yourself at home, Ezra…you sure made your seed comfortable inside Charlie’s uterus.”
Normally, I’d have a clever response to that, but for some reason, I’m flustered. I clear my throat and slowly make my way to the window, where I glance out at the view of the city. I want to make a good impression on Charlotte’s very identical, very close sister, so I try to muster a reply. But as I turn to her, she’s already firing another question at me.
“So, tell me, what’s your plan for my sister?”
“Good question…” I mumble dumbly. I’m on a roll today for the world’s worst conversationalist, but my mind is racing with how to put my thoughts into words without scaring them both off.
What I want to say is that I want to make an honest woman out of Charlie. I want to make her completely mine. Watch her waddle around my house, swollen with my babies, my ring on her finger.
“Jesus, Daniels, I leave you alone with him for two minutes, and you’re already doing this? You’re out of control.” Charlie scowls as she comes back into the living room shrugging into a beige coat, her hair moving about gently.
“That was quick.” Ella sits up on her chair–if it can even be called that.
“I know how nosy you are. Let’s go, Ezra. We’re leaving the crazy lady alone in the apartment to decide whether she wants to go to work or not.”
“I only have honest intentions toward Charlotte, I promise.” I finally answer walking toward the woman who bears an uncanny resemblance to my future wife. I pick her hand up and give her a soft kiss on the back of her hand. “It was a pleasure to see you again.”
The corner of her lips twitch as she gives me a regal nod. “Until we see again, for see we definitely shall.”
“I don’t even know why I bother with this woman.” Charlie rolls her eyes and starts moving to the foyer. “Goodbye, Daniels.”
“Bye, Charles!”
I’m close on her heels. I drop my hands into my coat pocket, watching her out of the corner of my eye. “What? I know you’re staring at me.”
“How did you guys come up with your nicknames?” I mean Daniels and Charles? Odd even for them.
She shrugs, “Our parents thought they were having a boy and had only prepared male names.” She goes into detail about how they thought they were having one child and were blindsided with two kids instead. “Imagine if that happened to us?”
I shudder, glad as fuck that technology has been greatly improved, and we already know we’re having multiples. “You’d probably faint if the doctor came out and told you I’d given birth to two kids instead of the one we were expecting.” She laughs.
“I did not faint, Charlie. I just lost my balance.” The elevator has come to a stop, and she steps out before I can explain further. I increase my pace, so I can get the door for her beforethe doorman does. She quirks a brow at me but doesn’t say anything.
I lead her to my car. She lets out a soft gasp when I open the passenger door for her. “You traded in your car?”
I stare at my gray Mercedes Maybach SUV for a moment. “Yes, I did. A few days ago.” I was driving a small, sport SUV which had just enough room for two people to squeeze in the back and frankly not as family friendly as this one.
She climbs into the car with a weird expression on her face. I wait for her to put on her seatbelt, then I close the door and jog to my side. She puts the address of her clinic into the GPS, and I start the car.
“Why did you change vehicles?” she asks a few minutes later.
