“So!” she said with a gust of air. “Can I get you something to drink while we wait for my twin to show up?”

“Your twin? Right. You said. So, who’s older?”


Folks asked that question all the time. “I’m the big sister, he’s the little brother.” She moved around the sofa to the small kitchen with its shiny white counters and steel appliances. 

“He’s got to have at least six inches on you,” Derek opined. “Stand still a sec.” 

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She complied, holding her breath again as he drew near. She didn’t want to look like she was nervous, though, so she endeavored to meet his measuring gaze with a smirk. “Spend a lot of time with Micah?”

“No, not really, but I’ve got a good head for distances. Even from the floor to the top of your head.” She could feel the heat that rolled from his body as he stood directly in front of her. His voice was a little rough when he placed his hand near her head—never quite touching her, but she was not really surprised to find she wouldn’t have really minded if he had. “Yeah. About six inches.”

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