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bothered her but something about that Sudir scared her. A fine sheen of sweat covered her. She was sure it was either the Sudir or her.
    “He is no longer breathing.” The darkness Rylan carried enveloped him, almost protecting him from her eyes.
    She squinted not knowing how he could surround himself like that. It took a minute but she began to pierce the darkness until she could see him like he was standing in a beam of pure sunlight.
    “You shouldn’t be able to do that,” Rylan said.
    “I also shouldn’t be able to see beings with four legs and more eyes on their face than I want to count. But I can. So why should my being able to see you through whatever cloud you threw up surprises you?”
    “Because the only one who can find me when I am like that is my brother and he’s my twin.”
    “I know you’re twins.”
    “Do you find him attractive?” The darkness around him intensified trying to reach out to swallow her up.
    “Excuse me?” A look of disbelief crossed her face.
    “Don’t act shocked. We look alike. I want to know if you find him attractive. Do you fantasize about him? Maybe you wish he was here right now instead of me. Well, do you?”
    She jumped from the couch as his shoulders bulked up. Was he trying to intimidate her? He would have to work harder than that. Life had thrown her too many curve balls to be intimidated by a set of masculine shoulders no matter how well built they were.
    “No!” She spit out with anger. “I don’t find him attractive. I don’t fantasize about him and I don’t wish he was here right now. And it doesn’t matter to me that he looks just like you. He leaves my body cold.”
    She sank back against the mantel feeling Mckayla’s book bag against her leg. She took comfort from it.
    “Are you trying to say you don’t find me attractive?” He stood up looking like he might walk over to her.
    She decided that a small feminine retreat was in order and moved over to a single chair in the room and sank down into it. There were three avenues of escape from the chair. She comforted herself with that lie.
    “We weren’t talking about you.”
    “No, just my twin brother. How could you be hot for one and the other leave you cold? Women chase us like were the last males on Earth and they’re not picky about which one of us they catch.”
    Pain tore through her at the thought of him with other women. Why did she care? She’d been with other men. The lie tasted biter on her tongue. She had only been with one and it was against her will. After that she was too busy raising Mckayla to take time to date, much less try to sneak someone into her small apartment and have copious amounts of sex.
    That drew a smile to her face. When she dreamed of sex with Mr. Right, it was always in copious amounts. In fact, she was beginning to believe that dreaming about it was as close as she would get to it. At least she knew how to take care of herself.
    “I don’t care how many women you’ve had. Maybe you should go and find one of them now. That receptionist looked willing.”
    She looked willing to do anything, including sleep with that monster, Peter. Aviana tried to feel bad for thinking that about the receptionist but just couldn’t. So what if Rylan slept with the receptionist. He wasn’t hers, good riddance.
    “Lie. I can see it on your face. Your face tells all your secrets, Angel.”
    “I’ll have to work harder at having a poker face, and I’m not your angel.”
    “Lie. Try another one. Tell me that you don’t go up in flames when I’m around. Tell me that you don’t dream of me and the thought of my name on someone else’s lips doesn’t upset you.”
    The darkness inside of him lashed out, causing sounds of thunder in the room. Her eyes widened as he strode towards her on his muscular legs.
    “I’m not scared of you.”
    “You should be. I should make you shake in your boots. If you had any common sense, you would be diving for the door instead of sitting