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“I think it's sparks.”

“Sparks?” I stared at him.

“Yeah, hot attraction. Like the zapping kind. You both are just hiding from it.”

I chuckled as I decided to humor him for a laugh anyway. “Since when did you get a degree in psychology?”

“You don’t gotta be a rocket scientist to see that you two are hot for each other.”

I laughed louder now. “You are insane, man. We can’t even stand to be in the same room together.”

“Yeah whatever.” He scoffed. “If you would just wake the fuck up and take her to bed, your misery would be over.”

I stared at him. “No, that would be when my misery would start. Holy crap. We would end up in a freakin’ shouting match.”

“Yeah, yeah. Keep denying it.” He scooped up some eggs with his fork and shoveled them into his mouth.

“You trying to wake Lib up?”

I looked over to see Justice standing beside us.

“Yep. No luck,” Fate replied. “He’s too scared to see it.”

I blinked at Fate. “Scared?”

“Sure,” Justice interjected. “If Liberty Walker ever had to admit he was in love with someone besides himself? Well damn, calamities would happen, like the sky falling and a meteor strike maybe?”

“It would be the apocalypse man, a real disaster!” Fate exclaimed.

Both of my brothers were laughing.

“Ha-ha.” I scoffed. “I just don’t get why you two keep pushing this at me. Belle is not my type, ok?”

“Your type?”

We all looked up to see Belle standing on the other side of the table.

“Oh, shit,” Fate muttered under his breath.

Yeah, oh shit.I’d already messed up with this girl more times than I cared to count. I wanted to have peace between us and now this? “Look, they were just teasing me.Yet again.”

Both my brothers shrugged and nodded.

“True,” Justice confirmed as he sat down on the other side of Fate. “It’s tradition. You shoulda heard him when I was interested in your sister. He would not quit.”

“And as for me?” Fate said. “It is my job as his twin to keep him accountable.”

I looked over at him. “Accountable for what?”

“Any bullshit you might try to pull.” Fate shrugged.

“So tell me Liberty, what is your type?” Belle asked, then raised her hand up at me. “No, no. Let me take a guess. Blonde bombshell, long legs, wearing 6 inch heels, maybe in a leather corset? Fire engine red lips and she would pout at you a lot.”

I stared across the table at her then burst into laughter. “Wow! How did you know?”

Everyone close to us started to laugh.

“You described his last date to a T,” Fate nodded at her, then he looked over at me. “But what I want to know is why you volunteered to be her bodyguard if you aren’t interested in her?