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“Yes,” Tyran answered at the same time. “Stop fucking harassing her.”

His twin ignored him and pinned his eyes on me as he asked, “Did you two decide how many children you will have? Please don’t have a whole soccer team like my sister.”

I stared at him, and so did Tyran, while Aiden slowly lowered his fork, shaking his head.

Kyran grinned. “What?”

“You really don’t value your life,” Aiden observed.

“I was curious.”

“Curious about your funeral arrangements?” I asked.

He pointed at me.

“See? She’s fitting in perfectly.”

Tyran’s arm slipped around my waist beneath the table.

Just then, voices drifted down the hallway.

Tyran glanced toward the doorway. “That’ll be Margaret.”

“Your sister?”

He nodded, and I nervously smoothed my hair. Then I placed my palm face down on the table to prevent myself from fidgeting just as a woman appeared in the doorway.

She was striking, her hair dark as midnight and her eyes striking blue, the same shade as her brothers. She was definitely a Callahan. Beside her stood a tall man with dark hair and an amused expression.

Tyran stood. “Margaret.”

“Hello, brother.” Her eyes flicked to me, then shifted to Aiden and Kyran. “Hello to all three of my brothers.”

“Meet my sister, Margaret, and her husband, Luca DiMauro,” Tyran said, pecking Margaret on the cheek and shaking hands with Luca. “They mostly spend their time in Sicily, and hate leaving their love nest.”

“Bullshit.” His sister scoffed. Margaret’s gaze moved back to me with a soft expression. “You’re Sienna, right?”

Kyran snorted. “If she wasn’t, it would be pretty damn awkward right now.”

I stood, took a step forward, and offered my hand. “Hi.”

Luca took my hand. “Pleasure to finally meet you.”

I shook it. “Nice to meet you too.”

Then Margaret pulled me into a hug. I stiffened for half a second, then hugged her back.

“Welcome to the family,” she murmured.

“Why is Margaret allowed to hug her and we can’t even call her blondie?” Kyran protested.

“Obviously Tyran doesn’t want to share her,” Margaret answered, pulling back. “And thank God for that.”

My cheeks heated, realizing the rumors about the twins sharing women were true after all.

I glanced at Tyran, dying to know more about it, but his expression told me there would be no talk of that. It was just as well, because I wasn’t in love with two men. Only one.

Shit, where did that thought come from?