“Maybe a bit of both. We need to unpack this new development with the twins, then I for Sure cannot sleep without Sam, but he’s patient, he’ll wait all night if I want him to. She shrugs and we both laugh.
We both crawl in my bed and under my comforter and she teaches me the finer points of understanding boy behavior. I don’t really care, and I don’t
really understand but it is fun to talk about something that isn’t training or homework for a change so I just listen. It’s the first time I’ve really ever just
sat here and been a kid. It’s a mind blowing concept for me. It’s not long before I am dozing off in my cloud of a bed. She kisses me on the forehead and says good night as I drift off to sleep.
I roll over and stretch, I have no idea what time it is, but there is no light in the sky, so I can only assume it’s my usual early wake-up. I get up, use the bathroom and then wander around my room. My room.
I can ‘t believe Mateo brought me here to get me away from our father, to give me some level of peace and acceptance. I tried to read in my new
lounge chair, but I was too antsy. I need to get up and move, but I believe Sam’s threat and I don’t dare try to leave to go for a run.
I could go see the they said I ‘know where to find them’ if I can’t sleep. Sierra confirmed they were definitely flirting with me and that made butterflies erupt in my stomach.
I have never thought of them or any of the guys like that before. Sure they are all drop-dead gorgeous and they all have the egos to back up their
looks, but I never even considered anything more than friendship with any of them. Until last night, when they invaded my personal space in a way that left my brian fuzzy and my legs weak and neither of them even touched me.
Come to think of it, of all the guys the twins touch me the least. Mateo, Sam and Oliver always put an arm around my shoulder or hold my hand when
we walk and Sierra and I are always sitting on someone ‘s lap. Someone seems to always have some type of physical contact with me, but the twins are just there in proximity unless I arn on one of their laps, then a lazy arm is around my back Huh.
I moved to my door hesitating for only a moment so I couldn’t ‘t talk myself out of this. I tiptoed towards Cam’s room, not wanting to be caught sneakint
to them. I don’t know why it bothers me, we all cuddle together and basically sleep wherever, but now it seems different. I get to his door and hesitate
Do I knock? Just walk in? I have no idea what I am doing or how any of this works. I shake my hands out, take a deep breath and turn the handle.
The door slowly opens, I peekin and in the dim light from the hallway I notice it is almost exactly the same as Kota’s, same color, set-up, everything,
even the pictures on the walls. This twin thing is interesting. I look over at the massive bed in the middle of the room and saw the two most beautiful
men I have ever seen. With their eyes closed, they are identical in almost everyway. If you didn’t really knowthem, there would be no way to tell them
apart.
Kota is in dark shorts, laying on his stomach, his right arm up over his head, left down by his side. His playful look is long gone, and he just looks sweet. The muscles in his back and shoulders are defined and show of his strength even in this relaxed state.
Cam is in dark shorts as well, but on his back One arm over his eyes, the other across his stomach, thumb tucked into his waistband. His usual serious look is relaxed And those abs, oh Goddess help me.
