Dirty Little Secrets
Cute, almost, with her dark hair and broad smile.
Bray was next. Scruffy dark hair, just like his brothers, his T-shirt stretched across toned shoulders, revealing the tattoos decorating his arms. And if you didn’t know better, another Bray followed after him. Of course, that was Titus, his twin, and even though they completely ignored the cameras, it was plain to see that they were identical. Except for the tattoos—it was the easiest way to tell them apart now. From Bray’s almost iconic stopwatch on the inside of his left bicep to the trees that crawl up Titus’s forearm from his wrist.
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