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“Are you going to nurse that thing or what?” Sydney asked, exasperated. “You’re as

bad as Amy, nibbling at the pretzels. And speaking of Amy…”

Footsteps sounded outside Faith’s apartment and the doorknob rattled.

“Don’t tell them about Gage and me, okay?” Suddenly, it seemed imperative that her

big date with her fantasy man be a secret.

“Fine by me. But I want every juicy detail on Sunday.”

“Deal.”

“Welcome back, ladies,” Sydney said with a mock toast as the door finally opened.

The women poured in with arms full of liquor and snacks. “Don’t worry. Hailey and I

spent the past two hours being questioned by the police for being stalkers.”

“What?” Beth squeaked, and Hailey laughed.

“She’s just teasing. Now how about someSex and the City, girls?”

Everyone began talking and laughing at once, and Hailey settled back into her Friday

night routine, doing her level best not to think of the man across the complex.

Saturday morning, sitting in his mother’s spacious kitchen, Gage stared at his brother

Dylan with a scowl. Derrick, Dylan’s twin, sat with a cup of coffee halfway to his mouth

before he began laughing like a loon.

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“You’re telling me to skip dinner and take Hailey back to my place for a quick fuck?

This from Mr. Romance?”

Dylan shrugged. “Sorry, but you asked for my professional opinion.”

“Hell no, I didn’t. I asked for advice frommybrother, not Freud’s worst nightmare

of a psychiatrist.”

“I resent that.”

“You resemble that,” Derrick murmured. “I’m still not quite sure. Are you gay,

straight or bi? And do thoughts of our mother make you long for the professional couch,

or for the Oedipal bed?”

Gage chuckled as Dylan glared at Derrick. Good. Now they were attacking each