Demi
When I stride into the kitchen the next morning, both of the twins look up at me.
Xander is looking as flirty as ever with his trademark smirk. He is wearing a pair of grey sweatpants that sits low on his beautiful hips. It’s combined with a black t-shirt that leaves nothing to the imagination. Every huge muscle on his chest is outlined. He looks so sexy, especially since his hair is messy. Sort of like he didn’t care to fix it, or like he ran his fingers through it a few times before entering the kitchen.
Everett, on the other hand, looks perfectly composed. He is wearing a black shirt with rolled-up sleeves combined with a pair of tight jeans. There is an expensive watch on his arm and his dark hair is fixed with gel.
Since they are both mixed, they are rocking their tans. I can
