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Her heart squeezed tightly at his words. “Bullshit.”
“It’s not bullshit. I loved you. I loved you from the minute I saw you outside the pub back in Dublin. I saw you get off your shitty little moped, pull your helmet off and shake your hair out and I was on my feet, ready to jump through the pane of glass of the front window of the pub to get you. Then you fell,” he grunted, “right into Kiefer’s arms. At first, I wasn’t mad
about it. We’re twins. If you wanted one, you’d want the other.
Then you didn’t even see me. Fuck I hated you for it. We are
identical. Hell, our cocks are the same size. Yet, you didn’t
even give me a second look.”
“How can you sit here and tell me you loved me and hated
me at the same time?”
“It was easy to hate you, Genesis. I was right there, right in front of you, with the same emotions on my face which were
on his and yet you saw him and only him. I have to ask why?”
She shrugged, “I don’t know.”
“Look at me, Genesis. Look at me.” He urged her and when she slowly turned to meet his eyes, he dared her, “what is, the
difference?”
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“Physically? Nothing. It wasn’t his physical which drew me to him the first day or any day after. I mean, you’re both
incredibly stunning men. No denying it at all. You draw gazes
everywhere you go. Kiefer though, the minute he caught me
in his arms, the way he smiled at me, the way he looked at
me, it made me feel like I was the only person in the room.
While he was always looking at me and me alone, you were never looking in my direction. By the end of the very first night, you were looking at me like I’d used my moped to mow down your dog.”
“I was dumbstruck the first night. I could barely get a word out and then three rounds in you were on his lap. Then you were fucking in the bathroom. I thought for sure he’d call me in since we usually shared everything, including our women. He didn’t. He kept you to himself. He knew I wanted you. He could tell because I was at the door when he was helping you stand up. We fought about it.”
“You fought about it?”
“Yeah. The next day when he picked you up from your hostel and he wore a black eye, where do you think he got it?”
“You gave him a black eye.”
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“Yes.”
“Why?”
“He refused to bring it up.”
“To bring what up?”
“A threesome. To share you.”
She was finding it difficult to breathe at his words. “You wanted him to ask me if I would have a threesome with you
and him.”
“Yes.”
“And he refused.”
“Yes. He said you were too special to share. He wanted you for himself. I told him all the men in the pub knew I’d seen you first and he didn’t care.” The sound of Egan’s laugh behind them made him roll his shoulders, “you could have
been mine.”
“Tadgh,” she was aghast at his words. “You can’t be serious.”
Why not? He forbade me from bringing it up. He was born:47
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three minutes before me, and he thinks it gives him some kind of superiority over me. I love him. He’s a great brother and my best friend on the planet. You came between us.”
“I wasn’t interested in you,” she whispered.
“If it were me, to come out and meet you. If I’d swept you off your feet. If I’d bought your first beer and I’d been the one to
dance with you on the dance floor, you wouldn’t have said you weren’t interested in me. He blocked me, purposefully
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