Chapter Two
Whoa. Trista was glad she was already in a prone position on the ground so she couldn’t embarrass herself by keeling over in shock. She lay on her back in the sand and stared up, agog, at the twin masterpieces of masculinity looming over her. The expressions they wore were like comedy and tragedy masks; one grinning mischievously and the other sporting a serious frown.
“I am? I mean, you are? We are?”
The twins exchanged a look at her skeptical reaction, again conveying some unspoken thought to one another that she couldn’t fully decipher aside from tension in it.
Thane speculated in reply to the silent query in Alec’s eyes. “She did bump her head during a rather harrowing ordeal. Temporary memory loss wouldn’t be unheard of in this kind of circumstance.”
“You’re kidding m
