There was a knock at the door. I jumped a little, my heart skipping. I’d been lost in my thoughts after that deep dive into the brothers’ backgrounds. The laptop was still warm on the bed, articles about their billionaire dad and all the drama swirling in my head. Who was at the door? Dirk again? Or maybe Josh? God, please not Josh. I wasn’t ready to face him after all that fantasizing.
I got up, smoothed my sweater, and opened the door a crack. It was Isaac, one of the twins, leaning against the frame with that easy grin. His hair was messy, like he’d just woken from a nap, and he had on a simple tee that hugged his arms.
“Hey, Jasmine,” he said, voice light. “Chase and I are about to start a movie night in the living room. Nothing fancy, just some popcorn and a flick. Wanna join?”
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