Page 21 of Perfect Bragg

Riley shrugs as he follows Miller inside. “He’s your twin.”

Brody stands from where he’s lounging on the sofa in the living room when we enter. I sigh. I agreed to let Brody crash with me when he moved to Winter Falls. He was supposed to find his own place, but it’s been months and he acts as if he lives here now. In case there’s any confusion, he doesn’t.

Whereas Miller and I are fraternal twins, Riley and Brody are identical twins. Although, all of us Bragg brothers look alike. Even our oldest brother, Damon, who isn’t a twin, has the same brown hair, brown eyes, and six-foot-plus height as the rest of us.

The doorbell rings again and I go to answer it.

“Peace,” I greet my half-brother.

“Is this a Bragg brother invasion?” I ask when we join the rest of my brothers in the living room.

“Did you forget I’m not a Bragg?” Peace asks.

Riley waggles his eyebrows at him. “You’re a Bragg in spirit if not in name.”

Peace has the same biological dad as us – Damon Bragg Senior. But he has a different mother. Our dad cheated on our mom when they were engaged with Peace’s mom and Peace is the result of their one-night stand.

Whereas my brothers and I grew up in San Diego, Peace grew up in the small town of Winter Falls. Miller and I actually moved to town a few years ago to meet him. Riley and Brody joined us here a few months ago, but Damon refuses to leave San Diego. He also refuses to tell us what’s going on with his life and there’s definitely something going on.

“Are you here to discuss Mom and Lennon?” I ask, although I have a sneaking suspicion I know why they’re here. And it’s not to discuss our mom dating Lennon, a local of Winter Falls.

Brody waves his hand. “Don’t worry. I’ve got it covered. I already have a list of pranks I plan to play on them.” He smirks. “Lennon won’t last, don’t you worry.”

I scan my brothers who are sprawled out on the furniture in my living room. “Are we going to rely on the bozo to handle Lennon for us?”

Peace shrugs. “Lennon’s a good guy. I don’t understand what the problem is.”

I scowl at him. “Lennon’s a player, and our mother has had enough of men who can’t keep their dicks in their pants.”

Miller grunts and I glare at him. “Not you, too!”

He grunts again and I throw my arms in the air. “Well, if Eden approves of Lennon, I guess we should, too.”

“Exactly,” he grumbles.

“I was being sarcastic.”

Brody raises his hand. “What?”

“I’m wondering how long we’re going to avoid the topic of conversation. I’ve got things to do.”

“Things to do? What things do you have to do? Are you viewing some apartments today?”

He rears back. “What? Why would I? I have a place to live.”

I rub a hand down my face. I’m never going to get rid of my brother and his mess. I haven’t seen my dining room table for a month and I only saw it then because we were playing poker. Brody loves to play poker. Correction. Brody loves to cheat at poker.

Riley rubs his hands together. “I can’t wait for the betting to start. I’m winning Project Baby.”

I glare at him. “You are not betting on me.”

Betting is the favorite pastime of the residents of Winter Falls. They’ll bet on anything – including what the daily special at the diner will be – but their all-time favorite thing to bet on is the gossip gals’ matchmaking projects.

I’m not an idiot. I’m well aware the gossip gals have their sights set on matchmaking me with Harmony. Thus, Project Baby. I’m not against their plan. But I know Harmony. She’s skittish. I wouldn’t put it past her to snatch Robin and flee. Never mind she has no family and all of her friends live in Winter Falls.

“Have you managed to find any information out about our possible brother?” I ask Peace.

We found Peace when we did one of those home genealogical kits. It didn’t take long to ascertain Peace is our half-brother. We discovered another possible match months ago, but as of yet, we haven’t been able to discover any further information.

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