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His tattoos decorated the top of his chest. Then my eyes traveled down to his abs and again, they were there but not in a way that said he was obsessed with the gym. His arms and even his hands were perfectly paired to complete his body.

We slept on top of his covers, and his pajama pants were still on. I even liked his manly looking feet. They were not beat up the way most men’s feet were. I eased out of bed, careful not to wake him. My dress, purse and heels were next to each other on a corner round chair.

I put my heels on and kept the dress in my hand along with my purse. Halo did not budge. Unfortunate thing must have been tired. We did a lot of drinking and eating last night. After I ordered my Lyft ride, I walked down the hall, and I opened his front door.

As soon as I did his brother’s Greek and Golden were on the other side. Greek had the key in the door. If I was light skin, then they would have saw my entire face turn red. It was early in the morning. I was sneaking out of their brother’s apartment with his t-shirt on and my dress in my hand. Instead, I smiled and spoke.

“Hi! Good morning, I um, I was just heading out.”

Greek moved out of the way with a smirk on his face, “Morning Story, don’t let us keep you.”

Golden had a huge grin on his face, and he moved out of the way too. “Morning, Sugga, cool to see you again.”

I snickered because he sounded like a younger version of my grandfather. I walked past them and they went inside. Walking down the hall to the elevator I blew out of my mouth.

“Yo’ Story.”

I turned around when I heard my name being called. It was Golden jogging towards me.

“I wanted to come to you and apologize for last night. Sometimes I drink and do the fucking most. My bad for making you feel uncomfortable and disrespected.”

Golden had that same unique eye color just like his brother’s and that was the first thing that made me compassionate towards him. Also, what Halo told me last night about the three of them. I decided to hug him.

“It’s forgiven Golden, just don’t do it again.”

He was like a kid who was giving a second chance from a teacher. I have to say out of all three, Golden’s smile had to be the most innocent one. It was funny because this man was far from innocent.

“I’ll see you later Golden.”

“Bet.” He turned around and jogged back to Halo’s apartment.

I pushed the button to the elevator and stepped inside. Six floors down later I got off and my ride pulled up outside. Just as I stepped into the bright morning sun, Siren called me.

I answered immediately and I told her to meet me at my place so we could fill each other in. There were some parts that I decided to leave out, like the personal conversation Halo shared with me. I felt that needed to stay between us.

As my ride drove me home, I replayed me and Halo’s night in my mind. I had a bunch of mixed feelings about it. In my perfect world I would allow myself to be giggly and smitten. But that wasn’t my destiny, Halo could not be mine.

Halo

I woke up with Golden loud ass slamming on my bed and shouting my name. My mind went to Story. She was sleeping next to me so I thought he may have jumped on her.

“Fool!” I pushed him and he laughed.

“Chill bro, Story left a few minutes ago. We ran into her when she was leaving. Also, I apologized to her. And I want to apologize to you too. Your brother is sorry man, I fucked up last night and it’s on me.”

“I appreciate you bro, thanks and I accept.”

“So, you and Story.” Golden had his messy grin on his face.

I sat up and got off the bed, “It ain’t like that, all we did was eat sloppy joe, talk, and laugh. She cool.”

Golden wanted to say more, it wasn’t like him to not. But I know him because the three of us have a certain connection that only other triplets, quadruplets or twins can understand. Because he made an ass of himself last night.

Golden wasn’t about to press anything. Greek big scary looking self, stood in the doorway the whole time. He leaned against it with his arm folded, reminding me so much of our dad.

“Good morning baby brother.”

“Morning.” I spoke back.