“I need to get outta here,” Hunter said, standing up behind Candace pushed up against her back.
Usually we'd be caressing the woman from both sides and I know Candace is up for that. She's as much as told me outright she wants both of us in her at once.
“What is it, Bro?” I asked him.
“Maybe he wants to be alone, just the three of us.” the little minx purred.
“It's too claustrophobic in here. I may as well stay in the city if I wanna be this rammed up against humanity.”
“It has its purpose, but lets get out of here if you're ready.”
We left and headed back to our beach house, with Candace hanging off me the entire way. We're hardly through the front door and she's climbing up me, wrapping her thighs around my hips.
“Why don't we take it to the bedroom?” she purred.
I shot a look at Hunter but he shook his head and went to the freezer for ice. Then poured himself a drink and disappeared to the library, shutting the door on us.
When I called the girl an Uber around five, he was still there.
“What the fuck is with you?” I asked, not harsh. That's just the way we talk to each other.
“I wish I knew,” he grunted, taking another hit off the tumbler. “There's this girl -”
“And?”
“And nothing.”
“What you fucked her and now she doesn't wanna know?”
“No I haven't even touched her. Unless you count a brush of fingers as she passed me a card.”
“A brush of fucking fingertips? What is this a romance novel?”
“Fuck off.”
“So you haven't fucked her but now you're a monk already. Self-inflicted celibacy?”
“She's not like other women.”
“Yeah none of them are until you bed them. What is wrong with you, pining over a girl?”
“I wish I knew.”
“You just want what you can't have. It's why you insist on this double life. Uptight money manager by day, daredevil weekends and holidays. But sooner or later you're gonna have to choose.”
“Yeah maybe you're right. Just so long as sooner or later I can get this one in my bed and out of my head.”
“I gotta see this girl. She must be some angel – and I mean Victoria's Secret Angel, not the holy innocent kind.”
“She's hot. No doubt about that.”
“You know I'm right. You're leading the life of a double persona, working at that investment house by day and diving on the weekends.”
“What's wrong with that? he snapped, so I left it alone. I know my twin well enough to recognize when to drop it.
Now, from one day to the next, I figure out where he's coming from. A girl like the one I just had a run in with could get under your skin and stay there. I'm not gonna tell Hunter I understand, he'll just blow me off.
He thinks I'm a complete dog and he's the good guy – it's a little game we've had since kids. When I was always assumed to be the 'bad' one, the rebel, while he was too good to be true and used me as his beard. None of it malicious of course. There's a dynamic in every family, just that much more intense when you're born from the same cell.