Page 19 of Touchdowns and Temptations

Katie nods with a smile and I straighten up at my desk, clasping my hands nervously. This can't be happening; I am meeting Noah's brother. My resolution was to have nothing more to do with McCarter. I don't care which one.

“She's ready,” Katie says. I jump at the sound of his voice. It's not his brother, it's Noah. He told Katie he was Alexander because he knew I'd have him thrown out immediately if he wasn't. But since I always look for the good in people, including Noah, I wait. My heart begins to race as his footsteps approach.

“Hello,” he says, and I open my eyes.

This is Noah as he lives and breathes!

With brown hair, but this is Noah!

Stunned, I squint my eyes to express my displeasure.

“I'm Alexander McCarter or Alex. Nice to meet you, Ms. Corse.”

He offers me his hand in a friendly manner. But I don't take it.

“Are you kidding me?” I snap at him. “You're Noah!”

“I'm...” He stumbles, visibly shocked that his cover has been blown after only a few seconds. “You think I'm Noah?”

“I know it,” I answer confidently and cross my arms over my chest. He has to get up early to fuck with me. I know that Noah will try anything to get a date with me, but pretending to be his brother is a really strong move. Does he think I won't notice?

“What are you doing?” I ask.

“I'm not Noah,” he continues, insisting on his identity. “I am Alex. His brother.”

“Do you think I'll go out with you like this?” I ask. “Pretending to be someone else? How stupid do you think I am?”

Noah looks at me and licks his lips. Then he puts his hands on his hips and laughs. This asshole is laughing at me. This can't be true. He's trying to betray me and gain access to my office in the most despicable way, and now he's laughing too. Unbelievable.

“For the daughter of our legend, you don’t know much about the club.”

He looks at me amused.

“I'm a sports agent, not a Boston Foxes fan,” I say.

“You're Corse's daughter! You must be a Boston Foxes fan,” he sniffs.

He looks almost horrified and I really start to think that this isn't Noah. Noah wouldn't react like this. He would flirt directly and this guy... his brother... He does nothing of the sort.

“Not really,” I repeat. “And who the hell are you?”

“So, you don’t think I'm Noah anymore?” he asks with a grin.

“No,” I answer curtly. “So?”

“I'm still Alex,” he says, holding out his hand. “Noah's brother.”

“Noah's brother,” I murmur and take his hand. “You look frighteningly ... similar.”

My eyes sweep over the man in front of me. The same blue eyes. The only difference is the color of his hair. But I have to admit that Noah is slimmer and, in my opinion, much better trained.

“We're twins,” Alex solves the mystery. “Identical twins, to be exact.”

My eyes get huge.

“Twins?” I blurt out, running my fingers through my hair. “Holy shit, you're identical twins. I can't believe it. You're...”

“Identical twins,” he repeats my words. “Just because you say it over and over again doesn't change anything. How can you not know that?”

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