She stopped rolling the silverware.“I went on break.”
“Yeah, I can see that from the work you’re doing.”
She raised an eyebrow.“How may I help you?”
“Wait,” he said, holding up a finger.He scooted out and marched away, and about thirty seconds later, brought back his plate and his tea.“Now where were we?Ah.Your nonexistent break.”
She sighed.“You’re going to pester me to death, aren’t you?”
“You’ll never be free of me, darlin’.I’m your bodyguard.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
He placed his right hand over his heart.“Scout’s honor.”
“You do that for the Pledge of Allegiance, not Scout’s honor.”
“Really?”He looked at his hand as if it was some other entity, then shrugged.“You caught me, I was never a Scout.I’ll figure you out, my brown-haired beauty.”
“And if you hadn’t lied, I might’ve believed you.”
“That’s the second time you’ve accused me of lying when I haven’t,” he remarked.“You’re giving me a complex.”
“Somehow I doubt that.”
He shoveled the rest of the food into his mouth and swallowed it down with a drink of tea.She should be freaking out that he was no-doubt stalking her and trying to learn her secrets, but it seemed she was getting used to him.Now, she found him more amusing than threatening.
“So, why did you foist me off onto another server?And tell me the truth.”
She sighed and sat back, studying him, and then it dawned on her.“Are you sniffing around because you think I know more than what I told you?”
He tilted his head.“You don’t think you’re beautiful?”
Was he for real?“I’m not talking about that.We’ve moved on.”
“Have we?”
At that moment, who happened to walk in but Sinn’s clone.She gave herself a silent groan.Saint glanced around, and when he spotted them, made his way over to their booth.Sinn gave him a wave and scooted over so his brother could sit.People in the diner started whispering and pointing to them, and all Kira wanted to do was bury her head in the sand.
“Hello, Big Bro,” Sinn greeted with a huge smile.“Fancy meeting you here.”
“You texted and told me to come,” Saint deadpanned.He hadn’t taken his gaze off her since he’d entered, and it made her squirm.“Good afternoon, Kira.”
She replied with a nod, acknowledging his greeting, unsure how this would play out.Although most people would say they were identical, she saw the minute differences between them.The main one being their eyes.Sinn had a devil-may-care twinkle in the cerulean depths, while Saint’s were somber and calculating.It was quite fascinating how two men, so alike, could be so different.And she hadn’t even known them that long.
“Do you know that Kira doesn’t think she’s beautiful?”
“Don’t all women think that to get a man to compliment her?”Saint asked.
She’d had enough of his snark.“Don’t all men falsely compliment women in order to fuck them?Insincere flattery isn’t exclusive to women.”
“Oh, burn!”Sinn said with a chuckle.“I think you should come to one of our club parties.How about it, Kira?”
“No, thank you,” she replied stiffly.“I have to work—”
“You don’t even know when the party is,” Saint said.
“The only day I have off is Sunday.”
