by Ophelia Bell
She was still subdued when he checked her in.
“Are you hungry?” he asked when he’d dropped her bags off in her room.
“No. I’d just like to get to work. You brought Erika’s research with you, right?” The strain in her voice sounded more like exhaustion than any kind of anxiety, but Dimitri couldn’t be entirely sure. Either way, it was painfully apparent that she needed rest.
“Actually, no. She’s sent it by a… um… private courier. I’m not expecting it until tomorrow sometime. You should rest up. Order room service—I hear the food here is great. I’ll come pick you up for dinner tomorrow at my place and we can talk about the project. How does that sound?”
She closed her eyes as though bracing herself to tell him something unpleasant. “Listen, Dimitri. I appreciate the work, but I’d prefer to keep this visit professional. You don’t need to hide your life from me. I know you’ve moved on with someone new, so don’t pretend on my account, alright? I’m glad you’re happy, but please don’t turn this visit into anything more than it is—a job.”
He pursed his lips, frustrated at her response. “All right, let me be a little clearer then. Remember those interested parties I mentioned on the phone—the ones who are funding this project? Two of them want to meet you. Please come to dinner tomorrow night. I at least owe them an introduction.” With any luck, her strong desire for a professional front would push her to accept. It was a slightly underhanded tactic to get her in front of the Twins, but he hadn’t been lying, and from her appearance, being in a room with the Twins for an evening would do her good. He’d seen them work their magic with others. Joy was their modus operandi and if anyone needed an infusion of joy, Thea did.
With a weary sigh, Thea nodded. “Fine. Just dinner. After that I’m working.”
Dimitri gave her a bright smile and a quick peck on the mouth. “I’ll pick you up at six.”
***
Thea stood dazed for a moment. The kiss had startled her both with its abruptness and its utter lack of innuendo. Just a peck on the lips. He’d kissed his brother that way—chaste, familial—it was just something he did without even thinking. It had taken her long enough to understand Alex and Dimitri’s dynamic at first. Seeing two such beautiful men so casual about such a relatively benign signal of affection had taken some getting used to. When you grew up in as conservative a home as Thea had, public displays of affection even between close family members were almost unheard of except on very special occasions. The twins had behaved like it was nothing, which it was, really. Their behavior when in bed with her was more telling of their level of intimacy. If they touched each other it was only accidental, or by sheer necessity. Their focus had always been purely on co-facilitating her pleasure, which they accomplished masterfully and without even a hint that they held any shame in the act of doing so in each other’s presence. Two halves of a whole.
But that kiss had never been bestowed on her before. Was it a signal of his acceptance of her, or of his lack of desire?
The room suddenly felt too closed in. She walked around, turning on all the lamps, then threw the drapes across the wide windows open.
The view beyond made her heart skip a beat and a startled gasp erupted from her lips. A pair of French doors opened up onto a narrow, wrought-iron balcony. Beyond the balcony the Seine snaked through the city, and beyond that, the Eiffel Tower stood, sparkling in gilded glory.
Perhaps she was a fool to have hope. He hadn’t denied her accusation that he had moved on with someone new, however. And yet, he hadn’t confirmed it, either—merely deflecting the comment to request she meet her latest employers.
Professional, she had said she wanted to keep it professional. She could almost believe, based on the kiss, that Dimitri was honoring her wishes.
The view out her window somehow told her otherwise.
Chapter 3
Dimitri was as prompt as any date. He’d had a haircut since the day before, which disappointed Thea a little. She preferred the shaggy, unkempt version of him. This version looked too much like Alex. Her stomach lurched at the sight of the living replica that stood in her doorway just now and she forced herself to find the subtle differences she knew existed, features that were wholly Dimitri. She’d loved discovering their differences and learning how few there were. Identical in so many ways, she finally gave up. But there was always one method to figure who was who, and she could do it with her eyes closed.
She swallowed hard and pulled her door closed, trying to ignore the look Dimitri gave her. Would he still make love that way? So different from his brother. So much more present. She always felt like she had been given all of him. Not just his body, but his soul, too. His brother had always kept something in reserve for some reason she had never discovered.
Those blue eyes seemed to know her too well still, so she stared at the floor.
“What’s for dinner?” she asked, lamely.
“Whatever they make. It’s always a surprise.”
“Who are ‘they’ anyway?”
“My friends. They enjoy entertaining. You’ll be the highlight of their year, I bet.”
“Fuck. No pressure.”
Dimitri laughed as he steered her toward the lift.
“You’ll love them. Nobody doesn’t, after meeting them.”
He remained quiet during much of the drive, but slightly tense, his eyes flicking away from the road to look at her every few minutes as though he had something to say but couldn’t find the words. Thea knew how that felt. She’d had the urge to ask him about the kiss the night before, but was at a loss as to how she should frame the question without it sounding lonely and desperate. She finally forced herself to ignore him and gazed out the window at the passing scenery. It was full summer and the city bustled with life. In spite of her anxiety over seeing Dimitri, she began to feel a sense of eager anticipation. This could be a good trip for her if she could just let herself get past those old wounds. If the project was of the scope Dimitri had hinted at, it could be just the thing she needed.
“I honored his memory on this trip,” Dimitri said, startling her out of her fantasies.
“Oh?”
“You know how much he loved dragons. The idea of them.”
“He said the dragons were your dream.” His flustered look entertained her. “You never knew?” she asked.
“Knew what?”
“He hunted for signs of them to please you. Everything Alex did was to please you.”
That shut him up for a long moment. Eventually he replied, slowly and carefully, “Everything we did was to please you. The expedition would have been for all three of us. We had a spot on the team for you already guaranteed. It was strange going without you, at first, but by then I didn’t know where else to go. I couldn’t stay.”
She watched him in silence for a moment, then gazed back out the window, seeking that bright hope she’d grasped at earlier. A cloud must have crossed in front of the sun, because the day somehow seemed dark again.
“It was better that you left, I think. You seem happier now.”
“If you had come with me, maybe…”
“Dimitri, no,” she said, cutting him off. “It wouldn’t have mattered where we were. We were spinning our wheels at that point. Staying together would have only made things worse.”
He nodded and sighed, cutting the wheel of his small car hard to the left to descend into the shadows of an underground parking garage. She glanced up in time to view the pale walls of a stately and meticulously maintained apartment building before the shadows overtook them.
His subsequent brooding silence made her regret snapping at him. But she couldn’t exactly tell him everything was okay, because that would have been a lie. She was far from okay, though if she could manage to not think about Alex for more than a ten minute stretch, she might at least pretend.
Soon enough his dark demeanor dissipated into one of agitated eagerness. He fidgeted with his keys on their way to the lift at the f
ar end of the garage. A few paces from the shiny doors he clenched them tightly in his fist and stopped short.
“Fuck! Aurin wanted me to stop at the market on the way back.” He dug into his pants pocket for a second and produced a folded piece of steno paper. He held it up sheepishly. “She gave me a list.”
Thea quirked her mouth. “You forgot. That is so…” So Dimitri.
“So, we’re here…” He hesitated, glancing between the lift and his car. “You can come with me and we can collectively avoid her wrath, or you can go on up and run interference for me?”
“You go. Just tell me which apartment and I’ll introduce myself.”
“You can’t miss it. It’s the penthouse.”
When he kissed her goodbye that time, she just smiled after him. His excitement had always been infectious, and to see that certain things about him hadn’t changed a bit was more a comfort than a worry. Perhaps the casual kiss was really just his way of showing she fit in his life regardless of their relative level of intimacy.
The elevator opened a few moments later into an airy foyer with a bright skylight. Another set of closed double doors were before her. She rang the bell.
A lilting laugh greeted her through the opening door, followed by a teasing voice, “Did you forget your key, love? Oh!”
The young woman couldn’t have been any older than Thea. She was petite, with striking golden eyes almost too big for her face. Haphazard tendrils of blond hair fell around her bare, tan shoulders, mingling with the artfully crinkled silk of a sheer summer dress. The dress itself was cinched high, just beneath the girl’s small breasts, and the skirt just brushed the tops of her thighs.
Thea stammered a greeting, suddenly self-conscious about her own darker appearance in the presence of this golden beauty. She had almost forgotten the undenied suggestion that Dimitri had a new lover. Somehow she’d developed the impression that today was merely about meeting her new employers. It had never occurred to her that they might be one and the same.
Or two, come to that.
A wave of dizziness came over her when a much larger, male figure came into view. He could have been the woman’s twin, with his identical golden eyes and mane of thick, almost unkempt hair. She caught herself staring between the pair, with an odd sense of puzzle pieces clicking into place.
He greeted her warmly, gave her a quick peck on the cheek, then dashed toward the elevator with a sense of purpose as though propelled by some unspoken command. Thea was left with the oddest impression of being blessed by the sun. Her cheek tingled from the warmth of his lips and the soft brush of his golden goatee. Her heart raced as she watched him go. She only had a moment to recover before the pretty blonde woman pulled her into a fierce embrace. For the first time in more than a year she entirely forgot what it meant to grieve.
***
Aurik’s heart pounded so fast he felt a little lightheaded on the way down the lift to catch up with Dimitri. The image of the petite, dark, and strikingly beautiful Thea had seared itself onto his eyelids. This was the lover Dimitri had told them so much about. The woman who had been Dimitri and his brother’s balance—their fulcrum—the same as Dimitri had become for Aurik and his sister.
Aurik had known about Thea for months, including many of the details of her relationship with Dimitri and Alex, even some more intimate details. He felt like he knew her as well as Dimitri did, but it had always been in an abstract way, like how he now knew about many of humanity’s most popular celebrities. He hadn’t expected to be so affected by her—or by any woman, for that matter. Only Dimitri had ever truly made him feel that way. Not even the women he’d known prior to hibernation came close, though there were a handful he may have claimed to love in some fashion.
He’d only had a moment to greet Thea. Just long enough to catch her sweet jasmine aroma and the underlying lush, fertile scent of her sex that lingered in his nostrils now.
He cursed himself for not taking a few seconds longer to test whether he was imagining things or not. The softness of her cheek beneath his lips had left tingling warmth behind. Her beautiful, dark-fringed eyes had widened in surprise followed by instant understanding. How much had Dimitri told her about Aurik and his sister? Not much, he would wager, but Thea was likely intelligent enough to work out most of the details.
Dimitri had just started the engine when Aurik caught up and slid quickly into the passenger’s seat. He shrugged at Dimitri’s raised eyebrow. “Aurin was worried you’d get lost and forget where you lived.” Aurik turned his gaze forward again, afraid that if he met Dimitri’s eyes, he would see the conflict that had risen inside him.
“Did you meet her?” Dimitri asked, steering his way around the narrow streets.
“She seems lovely,” Aurik said, hoping his tone didn’t carry anything telling along with it. So lovely I may be hard pressed not to have her for dinner. The thought emerged unbidden and he clenched his eyes shut to suppress it, but his mind chose that moment to display an image of Thea naked and spread open beneath him, her delicious scent inundating him, her milky skin supple and silken under his touch, her breathy moans music to his ears.
“I can see that…” Dimitri said. He glanced at Aurik’s lap, then chuckled. “I had a feeling you would like her.”
Aurik snapped back to reality, realizing belatedly that the front of his trousers seemed painfully snug, and for good reason. He grimaced and attempted to readjust himself.
“I can’t even bring myself to be jealous,” Dimitri said. “Do you suppose Aurin likes her as much?”
Aurik sent a mental thread to his sister but only felt a slightly playful push back. He kept trying.
“Aurin and I are usually of like minds, this is likely no different.”
“I should remind you both that she is here for work. And Thea is pretty single minded when it comes to her work, too. Alex and I used to have to take drastic measures to pull her away sometimes.”
“You’ll have to remind Aurin when we get back. She’s shut me out. Something about girl talk, she says.”
“Girl talk? I think she’s been watching too much television lately.”
“I’m sure it’s more than that. She’s up to something.”
Chapter 4
Thea wandered through the large, open, loft-style apartment, marveling at the decor and the view. It was situated to take maximum advantage of the sunlight throughout the day, with a multitude of skylights and high windows. She paused in front of one east-facing window while she absently fielded question after eager question from Aurin. The view of the city beyond rivaled the view from her hotel balcony. Finally she had a question of her own, having had just enough wine to gain the courage to ask it.
“Dimitri lives here, doesn’t he?” She turned and wandered back to the bar counter and perched on a stool to watch Aurin cook.
The pretty blonde smiled suggestively and popped a fresh piece of mango in her mouth before setting a plate of succulent slices in front of Thea.
“Yes. You know what it’s like living with him, I’m sure.”
There was something purely sensuous about the young woman that Thea would have considered blatant if it hadn’t been for how comfortably Aurin carried herself. Aurin’s brother, Aurik, had given a similar impression. His golden eyes had taken Thea in with an oddly penetrating intensity before he left to catch up with Dimitri. The juxtaposition of the two in that brief whirlwind of a moment had made Thea just a little dizzy, and the impression still lingered of being on the verge of the kind of experience so rare few people could claim it.
Twins, Thea kept repeating to herself, marveling at the serendipitous nature of this trip. Where the hell had Dimitri found these two? She was curious beyond reason to see the three of them together. She didn’t want to assume he was with them both, but somehow she absolutely wanted that to be the case. It would have been a kind of validation to learn he’d given in to a need so similar to her own. So much so that she didn’t even feel a scrap of envy that he had
found something so amazing in her absence.
“I do know, very well. I practically lived with two of him.” She smiled conspiratorially. God, it was liberating to be able to share even that small detail about her relationship with Dimitri and Alex. One she had been compelled to keep secret while it had existed, but she threw caution to the wind and divulged that small detail to Aurin, believing—hoping—that her new friend already knew at least that much.
Aurin raised an eyebrow as she refilled Thea’s wine glass. She leaned her elbows on the counter. “Two Dimitris might be too many. Better to have to share him, I think. Or I might overdose.” She took a sip of her own wine. “But I would die happy.” She grinned, the bright glow of her smile infusing Thea with warmth.
Thea laughed in response. “They were never too much for me. He and his brother were different in just the right ways.” She speared a chunk of mango with a small fork and savored the slick, sweet juiciness while she pondered those particular differences in more detail than she had in ages. How she’d missed that part of their relationship sometimes above all else. She’d avoided sex at all costs since Dimitri had left, knowing in her heart that nothing could ever compare to the two brothers.
“You want to know what I like most?” Aurin asked, moving around the long, polished granite of the kitchen island. She stopped next to Thea and leaned casually against the counter. “It’s how slow he starts. Like he’s…hmm…savoring every moment. When we met it was like that. A touch…”
Thea sat still as Aurin ran a fingertip lightly along Thea’s jaw, across her lower lip, and back, following along the curved outline of her upper lip. The touch left Thea’s mouth tingling and she involuntarily licked her lips, tasting a remnant of the mango juice.