Twin Ties 1: My Brother's Lover Read Online Free PDF

decided to hit a coffee shop on his way that morning.
    He pulled the phonebook from the cabinet and looked up Mike’s Garage. He knew it sounded familiar but when he saw the address listed, he instantly remembered the place—a beat-up but long-standing business in Whippoorwill, way out in farm country but a short enough drive from Mitchellsburg.
    “Awesome,” Alek grinned, teasing his bottom lip between his teeth.
    Taking the shirt with him, he made for the front door. Passing through the living room, he saw his brother, but someone else, too. A petite brunette wearing only a t-shirt and panties was seated comfortably on Luka’s lap. Luka’s left hand was slipped down between her thighs. His right was wound around her in an embrace while Luka’s thumb stroked idly against the under-swell of her breast through the thin cotton.
    “Hey, Jackie,” Alek sighed, half-smiling out of politeness. He was used to finding her around sometimes. She and Luka had broken up a year ago but there had been booty calls ever since. Luka was a big fan of casual sex with old flames.
    “Hey,
Alek
,” she drawled back with a wicked smirk.
    Wow, do I want to get out of here
, Alek thought. Jackie had never quite given up on trying to get both twins into bed with her, no matter how fervently Alek declined her advances. He had never been able to figure out if part of Jackie’s appeal for Luka was her ability to annoy Alek so intensely. Alek couldn’t tell Luka who he could and could not have sex with, though. He could only try to be there to steer his beloved brother toward the best, healthiest path available. Ensuring Luka’s wellbeing always came first for Alek, no matter what, prioritized even over his own happiness.
    His hand was actually resting on the doorknob when he heard in that eager, persistent tone, a voice that was tonally identical to his own, just slightly, constantly, more chipper, “What’re you doin’ up?”
    “Need to go somewhere,” Alek told Luka with a pointed look that basically said, ‘Stop bothering me.’ “Don’t worry about it.”
    Which, of course, to Luka meant, ‘Keep bothering me, please.’
    “Go where?” Luka perked up with suspicion as he asked, intrigued by Alek’s vagueness.
    “I said don’t worry about it.”
    Catching the heated look exchanged by the two men, Jackie decided to butt in, stroking Luka’s chest. “You want some more coffee, babe? Babe?”
    Luka ignored her and squinted suspiciously at Alek.
    Alek held Luka’s stare as he grabbed his keys and left without another word.
    “Aleksy!” Luka bellowed as the screen door slammed. “Alek!”
    “Let him go,” Jackie said softly, soothingly. “What’s the big deal? Just let him go.”
    “I know that look,” Luka huffed. “He’s up to something.”

    “You know what this looks like, don’t you? It makes you look desperate. And pathetic.”
    Alek turned the worn fabric of the work shirt over and over in his hands as he sat in his truck, parked in the front lot of Mike’s Garage. He could see people moving around inside, and someone that could have very well been the person he was looking for.
    Those lips, that haunted look in his blue eyes, the way he whimpered, like he was scared by how good it felt, the way he tasted, how goddamned tight he was....
    He’d always been prone to over-thinking and worrying. His brother, Luka, was often the focus of his preoccupation. There had always been an invisible, unbreakable tether between the twins, linking them in perpetuity. If Luka went one way, Alek was helpless but to follow. Every feeling or problem, joy or danger, shivered the line connecting them to each other. Information traveled both ways, but Alek could always sense Luka there with him, even when alone. It was both a comfort and a burden.
    Usually, when Alek hooked up with someone, it meant nothing. There was no connection, no reason to go back or stick around. It wasn’t because he was coldhearted; he was simply