An hour later, we’re inside a private VIP room inside the super posh Club Sin with twenty large and lethal men and two beautiful, identical twins who could easily be supermodels.
As a matter fact, I think one of them kind of is.
“Hi!” The slightly more glamorous of the two walks up and offers me her hand. She’s dragging her twin sister behind her, and I can definitely tell who’s the extrovert and who’s the introvert.
“I’m Epi, Epiphany Krushner. This is my twin sister Leti. You must be Kyra.”
“I must be.” I shake her hand.
“We can’t tell you how excited we are to meet you.” Leti says, her voice smaller than her sister’s, but I can tell she’s no pushover.
“I’m not exactly sure what you’ve heard.”
“Nothing, that’s the problem.” Epi waves her hand toward the men, half of whom are staring at us. “These men—they either don’t know, or they aren’t willing to give up the deets. All they told us was we were meeting the other team tonight, and that they were bringing their new girlfriend.”
“Yeah, it’s a little crazy. Right?”
“It used to it. But with men like these who have so much to give, it’s kind of hard to not wanted all the time.” Leti blushes, which make me think about all the sex I’ve had over the last week, but more so it makes me think about tonight. I’m so excited, my body is aching to take all three of my men at the same time, claiming them as mine—forever.
Leti’s blush also makes me realize that my men’s sexual appetites are not unique. The testosterone in this room right now is so thick, it’s almost suffocating, and I have to think someone like Leti is feeling a little overwhelmed by it.
Epi, on the other hand, seems completely impervious to it.
“So, I don’t mean to be rude, but you look really familiar.” I ask the twins.
“Well, you are seeing double right now.” Leti laughs and waves her hand in front of her face. “Sorry, twin humor.”
“I’m kind of pseudo-famous.” Epi rolls her eyes. “You know, Instagram model, YouTube channel—I have an athletic wear line and a cosmetic line, and I do videos while doing my make-up or trying on clothes. I’ve been doing it since I was fourteen.”
Then is dawns on me. “Krushner Kosmetics and Krushner Kruisers Athletics?”
“Yeah, that’s me! Are you a customer?” Epi claps her hands together. She certainly has the energy for an online social media superstar.
I grimace. “I think I have maybe tried it at the store, but honestly I can’t afford your products.”
Epi waves away my embarrassment. “Girl, my shit is so overpriced, even I know it. But you don’t have to worry about that anymore. I’ll make sure that you get a full kit next week. Although, you don’t look like you wear a lot of makeup. Your skin is beautiful.”
Epi is a tornado of energy, while her sister is the subdued 3D model made to mimic her.
“Um, I don’t normally wear much makeup.”
“Yeah, if I had your skin, I wouldn’t either.”
Leti rolls her eyes. “You do have her skin, and you don’t wear your own product.”
“I did tonight.”
“But her face serums are the bomb.” Leti ignores her sister and touches her own face. “Make sure you send her over the skincare line, too.”
“You look like you work out. What size do you wear?”
“I…” I’ve never been good with being given handouts, and although I love my curvy body, I’m a good four sizes larger than either of these women.
Leti seems to get it, reaching out to pat my hand. “We can talk about this later, but we would like to grab lunch with you sometime. As you can imagine, we can’t really go out with our old girlfriends and talk about our love lives when dating three men.”
I shrug. “I don’t have any girlfriends.” Although I do have the women from Pemshaw’s dojo, but I wouldn’t call them friends as much as I would call them comrades in arms.
“Well, now you have us.” Epi grins as a lean hottie approaches with a tall glass of clear liquid on ice. As if one man moving towards the trio of women requires action, two more men, one of whom is Kerr, walks toward us.