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Next, I open the voicemails and see a long stream from my dad. I don’t have to listen to them. I know what he’s going to say. What the fuck do I do? Opening the messages, I scroll to our text thread and begin to type.
Me: Dad, I spoke with Antony. I will make a decision by New Years. Can you please give me that?
“Is that coffee?” a deep voice asks from the door.
Looking up, I see it’s one of the twins. I pause for a moment, scrutinizing him, making sure I know which one it is. Then when he leans against the door frame and smiles at me, I see it. Well, the absence of it. No dimples.
“Good morning, Carter. Would you like some?”
He looks at me, his eyes wide in shock as he pushes off the door, shaking his head. Standing, I step over to the counter and make him a cup. I don’t add sugar or creamer. Instead, I place the cup of coffee in front of him where he sits at the table, then reach back for the containers of added goodness and set them down as well.
“How did you know? Only Blake and my parents have ever been able to tell us apart.” He picks up the creamer and pours some into his cup, before lifting it to his lips and taking a small sip.
“Oh, I could tell you, but I’d have to kill you,” I joke with him, unable to meet his eyes.
“Seriously, Ginny. How did you know?”
Should I tell him or make him suffer longer? The war of what to do wages within me, but the answer is far simpler than the one with Antony.
“Dimples!” I say, just before taking a sip of my coffee. One that desperately needs some sugar. They must have purchased the ‘it’ll grow hair on your chest’ kind, cause it’s strong as fuck.
“Huh?” Does he seriously not understand what I’m saying?
Leaning over to where he sits in the chair beside me, I place my fingers on the side of his face and let them glide over his skin. Hair prickles my fingers from the small growth on it, and I wonder if he’s ever thought about growing a beard or a goatee. His eyes stay focused on mine and I know if I keep staring, I’d risk falling in love, the same as with the other two. I never expected to have such an instant attraction to a man, much less three. Why must those fate bitches toy with my heart?
“When you smile, you don’t have them. Chase does.”
He takes hold of the sides of my face with each of his hands and pulls me into him, kissing me deeply. My lips part, allowing his tongue into my mouth and he glides it along mine.
As he moves his lips away, I sense a tingling sensation and notice how swollen mine are when I touch them.
“You’re absolutely perfect. Chase and I’ve waited our whole lives to find girls who could tell us apart, and we lucked out and found the same one. Promise me that after this we can talk, maybe see if we can all go further.”
My heart clenches at his words. How can I tell him that when I know deep down I can’t? Even though I hate it and I want to rebel against what my father wants, I’ll choose his wishes over mine. I’ll be with Antony come the end of the holiday.
“So, what’s the plan today?” I ask, needing to change the subject.
“We're going skating,” a voice from the doorway booms. Looking up, I see Chase and Blake standing there, smiling back at us.
Both men walk into the room, and as they pass by me on the way to the coffee pot, they each lean over, taking hold of my chin and tip my head upward, kissing me. Fuck, my core is throbbing and I want more of them. I’ve learned I have a greedy, needy pussy for these men.
“I know I said I would go, but I don’t think I can. I can’t skate! My nerves are tore up,” I lie in a panic—well, not about the anxiety, that’s true. Shit. Shit. Shit. I told them yeah, so they would drop it, not expecting them to bring it up again.
“We know. But we can and we’ll teach you. It’ll be fun.” Carter flashes me a smile and damn if he doesn’t own me with it.
“It’s okay, I’m sure the three of you would enjoy it more without me. I can go shop some more or hang around here and take a nap, watch a movie or see what my friends are up to.” I wink, trying to convince them.
“Nope, not happening, little one. You’re going with us. We’ve already planned it. Well, that’s not true, but you’re not backing out on us. We can each take a turn teaching you our best moves,” Blake says as he does a spin, spilling the coffee in his hand on the floor as he does it.
“Come on, man, this isn’t your place. Clean that shit up,” Carter barks at him, causing us all to laugh.
“Now let’s get dressed. We can go out for some breakfast, then hit the ice,” Chase announces as he walks over to me, taking me by the hand. “And you’re my shower buddy. Let’s go.”
He helps me up and leads me down the hallway. Anxiety takes over at how I’m going to get out of ice skating.
I can hear the other two bickering behind us, and Chase and I both laugh. He stops, looking over his shoulder and boldly declares, “Hey you snooze, you lose. Can’t help it if I’m quicker than the two of you.”
Chapter 13
