Page 128 of Catch Me
A gasp I don’t even try to hold back escapes me.
“Andreas?” I whisper.
But no, that doesn’t feel right.
Then I remember the pictures from the family room.
Twin.
This man has the same face as my Andreas. Same height, complexion, and identical green eyes, but the differences are stark. While Andreas is fit, he’s more slim muscular while this guy is bulky. Then there’s the scar on the right side of his face that runs from his temple down to his cheek.
And the scowl on his face.
I’m instantly thrown back to Mr. Townsend, Andreas’ father, and his perma-scowl. Yes, this man is definitely his son.
“Thiers?” I finally say, releasing my breath. The twin that calls Andreas in the middle of the night.
He just scowls.
“That’s him,” Andreas’ voice responds as he comes up beside his brother.
While I, and most sane people, would peg Thiers as scary, almost an instant threat if we were in different circumstances, Andreas slings an arm over his brother’s shoulders.
“I should’ve told you this guy always shows up late to Mom’s birthday celebrations.”
“But I always come,” Thiers finally states, cutting a glare in his brother’s direction.
Andreas doesn’t pull away. He does the opposite when he presses his forehead against Thiers’.
“Yes, you loyal prick, you always show up. Missed you.”
For the first time, the scowl on Thiers’ face drops and he extends his arms, hugging Andreas.
My heart opens up, watching these two.
“This is Ivy,” Andreas introduces. “My?—”
“Future,” Thiers finishes in a low voice.
“Damn straight,” Andreas agrees.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I extend my hand.
Thiers looks at it, then back at me.
That’s when Andreas’ expression turns more serious. “For a second,” he tells his brother.
Thiers slowly extends his hand, shaking mine for all of one second before he releases it.
“He doesn’t like touching,” Andreas explains, his arm still draped over Thiers’ shoulder.
Andreas chuckles and looks down at his arm after following my line of sight. “I get certain privileges since we shared a womb.”
“Like hell.” Thiers shakes Andreas’ arm off of him.
“Is that Thiers?” Mrs. Townsend calls from down the hall.
“You didn’t even say hi to Mom yet?” Andreas sounds incredulous.
