One Night Stand With The Billionaire Boss
It looks like Kip—same black shirt, same mouth, same brown eyes… but it doesn’t feel like him, and it doesn’t smell like him…
I look back at the other brother, who’s watching me with amusement.
“Very funny,” I say, and smile at Catie. “Did they do this to you, too?”
“Yep,” she says as they both laugh and get up. “Luckily I spotted it, too.”
Kip pulls off Saxon’s tee, and Saxon unbuttons Kip’s shirt, and they swap, going around the table to take each other’s places. “We’re identical,” Saxon complains. “What gave it away?”
“Your cologne,” I tell him, “partly. But not just that.”
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