Page 12 of Double XL Mountain Men
This is a complete nightmare. It’s a total clusterfuck, and I blink really slow, as if willing the situation away with a dose of magical thinking. But of course, no such thing happens, and the two handsome men lower their forms into chairs across from me while smirking.
“So tell us how you got into escorting,” Brent drawls, one black brow lifted.
“We’d love to know,” his brother adds, tapping one big finger gently against the tabletop. “This is going to be an interesting story because I had no idea Western co-eds moonlighted as escorts.”
At that, my voice comes back.
“I’m not an escort!” I snap. “I don’t even work for Sweet Lies, at least not really. It’s my roomie. She had a big test to study for,and her scholarship depends on it, so she begged me to sub for her.She’sthe one who works for Sweet Lies.”
The handsome men appear thoughtful while exchanging a look.
“Okay,” Brandon drawls in a nonchalant tone. “So the rendezvous at the cabin was your first time?”
“It was,” I say in an indignant tone while sitting up straight. “I didn’t get paid. It was all for my friend Kiki.She’sthe one collecting a paycheck.”
The gorgeous twins share another look, and I can’t but help notice how arresting they are. Both Brandon and Brent are tall, with charcoal-black hair and piercing blue eyes. Their jaws are square and skin bronzed, revealing flashing white teeth whenever they smile. Although at the moment, they’re not smiling because they look completely serious.
“Sweetheart, we don’t mean to rain on your parade, but are you certain your friend had an exam that couldn’t be put off? I mean, subbing as an escort is a big thing. That’s not something friends usually ask of one another.”
I stare at the men.
“First of all, I’m not an escort,” I bite stiffly. “I thought it was just going to be some flirtatious games and a lot of innuendo. And yes, of course I’m sure! I’ve known Kiki since forever, and she definitely has an important anatomy test today. In fact, I think she’s taking it right at this moment. She wouldneverask me to do something like that for her if she wasn’t desperate.”
The gorgeous twins exchange another look, although it’s somewhat unreadable.
“Okay,” Brent says in a soothing tone. “You and Kiki are just closer than most friends. We get it.”
“Girls are so self-sacrificing,” Brandon murmurs, more to himself than anyone. “Shit, I wouldn’t do that if you promised me a million bucks, much less for free.”
I stare at the twins.
“I don’t appreciate your commentary,” I grind out between my teeth, my cheeks flushing. “You don’t know Kiki, and you don’t know me either, so I’d appreciate it if you kept your remarks to yourself.”
“Yes, of course,” Brandon apologizes immediately, holding up one hand. “Let’s just say my brother and I are cynical motherfuckers, and we never take anything at face value. Shit happens,” he says with a shrug of those broad shoulders. “We always expect the worst.”
I stare at them.
“Wow, that’s pessimistic. But let me ask you the same question then – why wereyouat the cabin?”
The two men share another look before turning to smile at me. They’re so handsome that my breath is taken away momentarily, my big bust rising at falling visibly.
“Well, you know we’re members of the Sigma Epsilon Chi fraternity, which spells S-E-X. So what did you think was going to happen?” Brent asks in a reasonable tone.
I pause for a moment.
“Okay, but still. I thought I was going to be whisked away in a limo to a party filled with billionaires.Oldermen. Dudes who are in their forties or more, with paunches and fake teeth.”
Brandon pretends that I’ve just shot him in the heart, hunching his back while holding his hands to his chest.
“Ooof, that’s rough honey, because we’re all going to be forty someday. Maybe not today, but twenty years from now, certainly.”
“Okay, got it,” I say, my cheeks flushing. “So your fraternity rented a cabin in the middle of nowhere in order to host a sex party. Is that what you guys usually do? Is that Sigma’s M.O.?”
“Wedothrow a lot of parties...” Brandon drawls, with a knowing grin at his brother.
“But no, we weren’t renting the cabin. The cabin belongs to our father, who’s a rich fuck with a sick mind. Barrett regularly brings girls up there in order to fuck them silly, and he does it with a friend sometimes too. As you can see, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree,” Brent smirks.
I stare at the hulking twins.
