“I am,” Seth admitted. And he was, but… “You might have called first. Does Mom know you two are here in LA?”
“Yeah. We already checked in with her, like we promised,” Connor assured.
“When did you arrive?”
“Our flight landed about three hours ago.” Jack answered. “It took a while to get our luggage and the rental car—”
“Since we’d never seen the Pacific, we stopped at the beach on our way here,” Connor offered.
“We checked out the babes, too.” Jack grinned wolfishly.
“Then we came here. We knocked on the door, but no one answered, so we wandered to the pool—”
“Wait,” Seth interrupted, turning his glance to Heavenly. “Where’s Zach? Did he already learn to swim?”
She sighed. “No. We tried. He got frustrated and left to watch The Price Is Right. He must have passed your brothers in the alcove.”
“Who’s Zach?” Connor frowned.
Shit. How was he going to explain this? “A friend’s brother. He just moved to town, so he’s staying in my apartment for a while.”
“How many bedrooms you got?”
“One.”
“So where are we going to sleep if he’s crashing on your couch? Or are you living with Heavenly now?”
“Don’t you think I would have told Mom if I was?” He skirted the truth.
“True, but I’ll bet you didn’t mention sleepovers.” Connor leered.
That just annoyed Seth and he tried to hold on to his temper, but…no dice. “Shut up.”
Jack turned to drill Connor with a glare. “I told you we should have called and let Seth know we were coming. But no. You wanted to surprise him. Where the fuck are we gonna stay for the summer, Einstein? On the floor?”
Connor scowled. “How was I supposed to know he’d turned all Mother Teresa and let someone else have his sofa?”
“Stop squabbling. I’ve been staying with Dr. Beckman temporarily. He’s a friend. Zach has been sleeping in my bedroom here at the apartment. I’ve got a sectional sofa that turns into a king bed. You bozos can have it.” Seth squeezed the back of his neck, trying to ward off the headache beginning to throb in his skull. “Now go get your luggage and meet us back at my apartment before I change my mind and make you two cockbags find your own place to crash.”
“Awesome!” Connor cheered, fist pumping the air. “Thanks!”
“Yeah!” Jack barked out, grin wide. “Thanks a bunch, bro. We won’t eat all your food. Promise.”
“Liar,” he drawled, fighting a smile.
The twins laughed, then Connor clapped Jack on the back. “Come on, man. Let’s get our shit.”
As they raced toward the parking lot, Seth peered down at Heavenly with a sigh and shook his head. “I’m sorry about them. They’re…”
“Funny and weirdly sweet.”
“They’re demons who did everything possible to make my life hell growing up.”
“Boys will be boys.” She grinned.
“Yeah. Even if they’re supposed to be grown men.” He chuckled, then sobered. “Gather your things, angel. I need to prep Zach before the twins return.”
“Prep him?”