Reign A Romance Anthology - Nina Levine Page 0,381

raises his eyebrows and starts wiggling them, making me laugh.

“You hold yourself differently, and Jett doesn't dress like that.”

“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” He stands up, posing with his hand on his hip, before turning around. He is well-built like Jett, but this isn’t him.

I laugh out loud. “You look fine and you know it. Shall we add cockiness to your differences?”

He sits back down, chuckling in a deep baritone.

“Maybe you should kiss me, you know, to prove to you I'm Jett.”

My cheeks warm, and he grins at me, knowing exactly what he’s doing.

“Nice try, but no, thank you. Is there something I can help you with?”

“Mm, I can think of several things you could help me with.”

I roll my eyes; he really is incorrigible.

“So, what’s your name, Casanova?” I finally ask him.

Leaning across the desk, he offers his hand. “Name’s Declan, the better-looking brother.” He winks as he shakes my hand, tugging me forward as he brings it to his lips.

My phone buzzes again, both our eyes zeroing in on it.

“Hey, Sofia, sorry I was gone for so long.” Jett walks in, eyeing his brother, and makes his way to my side. “Declan.”

“Jett. I was just enjoying this sexy woman you’ve been hiding here.”

“Dec,” Jett warns, his tone a little tense.

I rub his arm. “Declan here was trying to convince me he was you.”

He looks down at me and smiles. “Was he?”

Declan grins. “And if you had come in a few minutes later, I would have convinced her too. By kissing her, I could have swayed her.”

“There was not going to be any kissing. I bet you guys pulled this sort of thing in high school, didn’t you?”

They have matching grins.

“You guys are terrible.” I log off of Jett’s computer and stand, taking my phone in my hand. “I should let you guys catch up.”

Jett stops me by taking hold of my arm. “You don't need to leave.”

“That’s okay, I’ve done enough work for today.”

Declan stands too. “I didn't mean to chase you away; I was just playing around.”

“You’re not chasing me away, but I do need to make a phone call.” I shake my phone as I walk around the desk.

“Well, in that case, it was nice meeting you, Sofia. I hope to see you again soon.” He puts his hands on my arms and pulls me in closer, kissing me on the cheek.

Oh wow! These guys could charm the panties off any woman they want, let alone back when they were younger. But now, all muscled-up, with facial hair, they are both eye-catching. But when I look at Declan, I don’t get the same butterflies I do when I see Jett. Which is weird because they have to be identical twins.

“It was lovely to meet you too.”

I open the door as Jett says, “I’ll see you upstairs.”

I smile and make my way into the apartment. Deciding to check my phone later, I take a quick shower and put on my pajamas.

After filling up a glass of wine, I take a seat on the sofa, feeling more relaxed, so I check my phone and see Maya has messaged me, checking in. I send her a reply, then take a sip of my wine.

The door opens. “Hey, Sofia.” He looks down at my pajamas. “I see you're ready for a night in?”

“Yeah, sorry, did you want to go out?”

“Yes. I told Declan we’ll meet him for dinner and drinks at Roxie’s. But I can cancel.” He pulls out his phone.

I place my glass on the coffee table and stand up, my hands going over his as he unlocks his phone. “No, don’t do that. You should go.”

He tilts his head down. “I’m happy to stay.”

“I've already disrupted your life enough by crashing here for a few days. You should go, hang out with your brother.”

“Okay. I’ll go get you some dinner before I go.”

I put my arms around his neck, and his hands come to rest on my waist. “Jett, I can look after myself for a night. We stocked the fridge yesterday, remember?”

“You sure?”

I touch my mouth to his, sliding my tongue against his lips until he opens up. He takes over, deepening the kiss, my hands threading through his hair as his hands slide down to squeeze my ass. He smells like motor oil, and his body is wonderfully warm and hard, pressed against mine.

As much as I want him again, I break the kiss. “I’m sure.”

He kisses me again, this time short and quick, then