“Older,” is all he says. I give him a once over. I’d say he’s about twenty five.
“You must be, what, thirty?” I ask, pursing my lips so I don’t laugh when I see his reaction.
He narrows his eyes. “I don’t look that old.”
“Of course not,” I say, dragging the words out.
He opens his mouth to say something else, when two men walk into the house.
Does no one even knock? Or believe in locking doors?
I peer up at them, surprised to see that they are twins. Identical twins. Both have blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. The only difference I can spot between them is the scar one of them has, marring the right side of his cheek. It looks like it might have been made by a knife, and runs deep along his jaw line. His hair is shaved on both sides, and a little longer on the top, while the other has his hair longer and messier, falling charmingly over his forehead.
“Anyone ever tell you it’s rude to stare?” the scarred twin says with a growl.
“Reid,” the other twin says, a warning in his tone.
“Summer, this is Reid and Ryan,” Xander introduces as he sits down on the couch opposite me.
“This is your sister? Holy fuck,” Ryan says with a smile. Reid just glares at me, brooding. He seems… charming.
“Yeah, and she’s off limits,” Xander says, his eyes on the TV.
“Where’s the fun in that?” Ryan says, sitting down next to me. He nudges me playfully with his elbow, and I can’t help it when my lips curve into a smile. I turn to look at Dash, currently staring daggers at Ryan, his fists clenched. Having no clue what his deal is, I turn back to Ryan.
“Nice to meet you, Ryan,” I tell him. And I mean it. Ryan may seem flirty but I can tell he's harmless. Reid, on the other hand - let’s just say I wouldn’t wanna meet him in a dark alley any time soon.
“Jack said we all gotta be at the warehouse in an hour,” Reid says, still standing, his arms crossed against his muscular chest.
“Warehouse?” I repeat, looking at Xander for answers. I eye all four men warily.
And they all ignore me.
“Alright, we’ll be there, don’t worry,” Xander says, looking at Reid.
“He wants us all there,” Reid says, looking straight at me.
“I’m not going anywhere.” I cross my arms over my chest in protest.
“Just fucking great,” Reid mutters, his eyes darting to Xander.
“What?” I ask.
“Of course you'd be an uptight princess,” he says, looking pissed off.
I blink once. “Fuck you.” I draw out each word.
“No, thanks,” he replies, standing there with his feet shoulder width apart, his arms crossed.
My eyes widen at his response. “I'll take you up on that offer,” Ryan says, scowling at Reid before flashing me a charming smile. A charming smile that I can imagine has worked on many before me.
“Can you guys not chase her away, please?” Xander says, rubbing his hand down his face.
Something works behind Reid’s eyes. “Let’s get ready to head out.”
Taking that as my cue to leave, I stand up and head to my room. I close the door quietly, although I want nothing more than to slam it with all my might. I lie down on my bed, pulling out my e-reader.
Time to tune out the world.
Reid
Jack’s daughter is hot.
No, she’s beautiful. Of course she’s fucking beautiful.
Jack’s told us we needa treat her like she’s family. Protect her.
And sure as hell not fuck her.
I think my dick needs to get the memo, because as soon as I saw her, it was standing to attention.
Full attention.
Big brown eyes and pouty lips begging to be kissed. She is a stunner. And her body - holy shit.
She has a body made for sin, huge tits, a tiny waist and hips that flare out. Her ass is round and heart shaped, with a lot to grab onto.
“Stop being a dick to her,” Xander warns, causing my lip to twitch.
“Jack wants to see her,” I tell Xander. I glance towards what I assume is the door to her room. I see Ryan eyeing me curiously, and I hate that he knows me so well. I don’t normally give a fuck what others think of me, of my scar. But when Summer was looking at me, I couldn’t help but lose my temper. When there are two exact versions of a person, and one is scarred, who do you think the women go for? Don’t get me wrong, I get my fair share of those who want to take a ride on the wild side. Summer doesn’t seem like that type, though. I don’t think she’s anything like the women I’m used to.
I don’t know how to feel about that.
“I’m not gonna force her to go, she just got here,” Xander narrows his eyes at me. He loves his sister, that much is clear. I know they've never met before, but Jack told me Xander had managed to write and call her over the years. Her mum was some vindictive bitch that wouldn’t let them near her, ever since Jack cheated on her. Not only did Jack cheat but the woman, Daria, got pregnant with Xander. Summer’s mother was pissed and took Summer away for good. There’s probably more to the story, but that’s all that I know.