Seven.

"I'm sorry." I blinked, shaking my head. "Could you repeat what you just said? I don't think I heard you right."

Brandon and Bradley shared a look. "We'd like to go out with you." They both said, and I was beginning to understand why Richmond hated it when they spoke in unison.

I let out a shaky breath, still not understanding anything they were saying. "You want me ... To date the both of you?"

Bradley nodded. "Yes---no! No, no." He sighed. "We both like you, Sam, a lot. As juvenile as that sounds, but you can't date both of us at the same time. We're..." He glanced at his brother and his face contorted. "We're not those kinds of twins."

Brandon nodded. "We'd like you to choose."

"Choose?" I asked. They nodded. I spluttered. "I-I can't."

Brandon looked confused. "Of course you can."

I shook my head. "I… I don't even know you." I said stupidly.

Bradley shook his head. "We're fully aware. We don't know you either." His brother nodded. "But we could go on dates? Separately, of cours