Making out with a Stranger
Fantastic—just what I needed.
“Call him Brother Gin,” Rei interjected, his tone clipped. He shook his brother’s hand himself, tightening his grip until their knuckles whitened. “Don’t act all charming, Gin. You’re four years older than us.”
Gin chuckled, matching Rei’s grip, a spark of mischief in his eyes. “Four years isn’t that old, little brother,” he drawled.
The air between them crackled with unspoken tension, and I stood there, smiling awkwardly, not sure if I should intervene or pretend I wasn’t witnessing a silent testosterone battle.
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