The Dangerous Twin Brothers

Prologue

 Brandon’s [POV]

I was just ripping off the underwear of the slim blonde in the darkened hotel room, ready to be inside of her in this penthouse suite that was mine for the week here in Chicago.

 She was easy, giving in to my bright blue eyes and heavy, dark hair after only one drink. It was convenient that I met her in the hotel bar where I was partying with my twin brother, Brent.

 I was certain that he was in his room with the sexy redhead he’d been kissing at the bar. I could hear the wind outside of the many windows as I slid a finger inside her body and found her neck with my lips.

I was horny as hell and ready for this woman, at least until it was time to kick her out. I was just moving over her when my phone rang from the living room of the huge suite. I assumed it was some girl that wanted to hook up, but I was busy.

I had a girl and I was ready to rock her world as I moved over her. I heard the phone ring once more after it went through the three rings before going to voice mail.

Who the hell was so hell-bent on getting through to me at one in the morning? I sat for a moment and listened to it go through the cycle, breathing in the fruity scent of her body as it went silent.

I was just sliding into her when I heard the phone yet fucking again. She was tight and wet and I didn’t want to pull out of her, but I sensed this was important.

I kissed her neck and whispered that I needed to take this call, pushing my body back as I left the bed. I didn’t bother to dress since we were alone and I was going to be back in that bed as soon as I could, coming back to reality as the shrill ring taunted me from the living room where my half-filled glass of whiskey was on the bar.

I glanced around the room to see the screen blinking on the couch, and walked over to it with a resigned sigh. I grabbed the phone and noticed Brent’s name on the screen, wondering why he wasn’t with the redhead.

“Brent? What the hell?” I asked as I placed it to my ear, annoyed at my brother for one of the few times in my life. We were twins, born five minutes apart and as close as we could be.

“Is everything okay?”

“No, Bran. It isn’t. Dad was in a car accident on the way home from the airport. We need to catch a flight back to New York as soon as possible. Mom and Ashley need us.” His voice was low and I could hear the emotion in it that he was withholding.

“Shit. Okay. I’ll pack a bag and meet you in your room.” I hung up and stood in the empty, gorgeous room for a moment.

I was here because of my father and all his hard work building the most successful shipping company in the world. He’d started it himself just after college, beginning from the garage of their house and now it was in the ranks with Amazon, though he focused on computer parts and office supplies. Amazon sold everything. I went back to the bedroom, seeing the blonde on the bed waiting for me, looking dazed and horny.

“Sorry, doll. Change of plans. I have to go back to New York for a moment.”

“Is everything okay?” She asked as concern flashed over her face. I would never talk to her about my personal life.

She was one of many that were here because of my name and money, my father’s success. I knew that she didn’t care about who I was inside, even though it looked cute on her.

“Yeah,” I told her vaguely as I reached for my pants and slipped them over my body. I glanced around for my shirt and slipped the black t-shirt over my broad shoulders and ran a hand through my shoulder-length hair as I tried to think about what was happening.