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"Package
deal, you see?" Alexei and I chorused. My brother's bright blue eyes were
shining even in the dark room. I mine were a slightly darker blue. Despite our
freckled cheeks, pale Russian skin, and blond hair, if someone really wanted to
figure out which one was which, they should have been able to tell.
We didn't
limit our clients to just males, although that was our usual demographic. No
matter the gender of our client, Alexei loved to dangle our sex appeal in front
of them and then yank it away.
All through
high school, we'd attracted the attention of men and women, which was why
shortly after turning eighteen we'd started working for Lance. The money came
easy and Alexei and I were never parted. But I credited him with our long list
of clientele.
Just like
people do in Anime during a twincest scene, Mr. Varner's eyebrows shot up and
he inhaled sharply. If I had been standing across the room, I still could've
seen the lust in his eyes.
Instantly,
he lowered his voice as he asked. "And, how much would it be to continue
our time together? Say, for another hour or so?"
There was no
doubt in my mind he would whip out a couple hundreds if we named that as our
price.
"How
much do you think we're worth?" Alexei teased as he unbuttoned the top
button of his dress jacket.
My mouth
dropped and I shot him a look of fear. Rule number one, we never ever slept
with a client.
"For
the both of you," he gazed at Alexei and then to me. "What one of my
employees makes in a day."
"I'm
sorry," I said quickly. "But we're going to have to decline."
Alexei shrugged, "Vasily is right, of
course. We can't allow ourselves to be swept away, as tempting as the offer
might be."
Mr. Varner didn't admit defeat.
"Surely, I can offer a price that will make you change your mind. I can
ensure both of you receive the utmost pleasure."
Like most of the clients Lance
threw our way, Mr. Varner was attractive. He had dark green eyes and the body
of a thirty-year-old although he was in his late fifties.
"I'm afraid we still have
to decline." Alexei checked his watch, the one I'd gotten him for our
twenty-fifth birthday, and then stood up. He reached for my arm and made sure
he was the first one Mr. Varner would reach if he decided to get grabby.
"I'm the only one who can see Vasily naked."
When we first started using
this line, all I had to do was look at Alexei and we would be thrown into a fit
of giggles. Working on not laughing while pretending to be enamored with each
other had taken time, but now we had it down to a science.
"Thank you for your time.
We hope you will call on us again," Alexei and I echoed.
Clearly Mr. Varner was used to
getting his way and didn't attempt to hide his displeasure at being refused.
Not wanting to waste time in the illustrious lounge, I checked my pockets to
make sure I had my wallet and keys before following Alexei to the elevator.
I watched the elevator doors
close behind us and counted to ten before clearing my throat.
"What was all that
about?"
Alexei loosened his tie and
leaned against the wall nearest to the buttons as the elevator slowly descended
the eighty floors we had to go. "What was what about?"
"How much do you think
we're worth?" I repeated sourly. "I thought we agreed to never become
intimate with our clients."
"And we didn't,"
Alexei said, before shooting me one of those breathtaking smiles that made me
incapable of hating my twin. For being identical, how was it we could have such
different smiles? "How long have we been doing this?"
“Five years."
"Don't you ever get tired
of refusing every man who comes our way? Seriously, how many guys have we
fucked since high school?"
I closed my eyes. "I don't
know about you but I can count them on one hand."
He pressed his fingers to my
cheek, startling me. "What happened five years ago wasn't your
fault."
I slapped his hand away.
"I don't want to talk about it. You promised we wouldn't."
"Yeah, but I worry about
you not finding love. And what happened is part of the reason you push everyone
away."
