ERIC DROPPED HILARIE’S arm. What the f**k was his twin brother doing here? He couldn’t help voicing his thoughts out loud: “What the hell are you doing here?” Ezra was supposed to be in New York. That had been the arrangement they’d all decided on―the mother and father with their favorite son, and the black sheep sent off to a no-name suburb in the middle of Ohio.
“Since when did a guy need a reason to visit his younger brother?” Ezra gave him a smug smile. Jesus, Eric wanted to punch it off his face.
“We’re f*****g twins.”
“Ah, but I’m two minutes older.” Ezra nodded at Hilarie. “Aren’t you going to introduce me to your girlfriend?”
Hilarie blushed. Suddenly, Eric became all too aware of the fact that she was wearing his shirt, boxer shorts, and nothing else. “I’m Hilarie. I’m not...I
