Worse, this made me a hypocrite since I was rather adept at it myself, working as a Realtor.
Before I could answer, another man entered the small room.A man who was clearly his brother since he looked identical to the man in front of me.Only he had an air about him that screamed troublemaker, and made it clear his brother was the good one.
What in the world had I gotten myself into?
The two of them had a brief conversation, but I’d been so blindsided I’d tuned them out.
You know the cartoons that show the good angel and the bad angel?These men were twins, that much was clear.What was also clear was that they appeared to embody good and bad.
Yeah… I wasn’t a girl who went for threesomes, but I had a sudden urge to be sandwiched between these two.
“I don’t think I like that look on her face,” the good one said.
“IknowI don’t,” the edgier, ‘bad’ one said.
I shook myself out of my reverie.“I’m looking for Lark.Is he around?”
“Why?”the bad one asked.
“It’s private.”
“So is his location.”
He was lying.I knew it, but I wasn’t going to cave.
With a glance toward the doorway, I saw they weren’t busy.I shifted my gaze to the good twin.“What time do you close?”
“In an hour,” the ‘bad’ twin said.
I glared at him.“I was speaking to your twin.”
I’d never seen an evil smirk, but this man’s was downright diabolical.“Triplet.”
“Good Lord… three of you,” I breathed, wondering if the third brother would be ‘just right’ between the two of them.
A flirty, feminine laugh filled the air.“Killian!Don’t scare the girl that way.”
A woman entered the room and slugged Killian – the bad twin – in the bicep.Immediately, I knew she was their triplet sister.She was striking.
“What do you want with Lark?”she asked.
I smiled.“Like I told Killian, it’s private.I’ll come back another time.”
Before I could turn on my heel, the ‘good’ twin said, “You’ll still have to go through me or Killian, so your privacy won’t matter then, either.”
His tone sounded angry, it was so tight.My eyes darted to Killian and back to him.Maybe he wasn’t so ‘good’ after all.
“Seriously, Ryan?You just have to pile on when Kill does.”
I smiled at the unnamed sister.“Have a nice evening.”
“I’m Mick, and not to pile on…further, but you’ll still have to tell one of us before you get to Lark.”
With a chin lift, I said, “I’ll cross that bridge when I get there.”
“Did you find him?Is it done?”Chad asked.
Lying in my bed, in the dark with my cell phone to my ear, I said, “No.”
