Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
“We’re not in high school anymore,” Reid reminded us.
“But… how would that work?” Clearly Penny wasn’t devious enough to conceive of triplet tricks.
“Easy. One of us goes with you to the dance, and the next day a different one of us goes with you to the luncheon or whatever. Your family will never know,” I explained.
“If it’s a dance, obviously, I should be the one to go,” Hunter said, which was fair. He had the best moves out of all of us. I was a little surprised that he’d be interested in attending any wedding-related events, but then again, Penny was one of the most beautiful women I’d ever seen. Ever since the art class, I hadn’t been able to get her out of my mind.
Hunter would probably accompany her to the county dump if she asked. Now Reid, on the other hand, he was going to be a hard sell. And in a way I got it. Our ten-day pushes were no joke, and they left us all exhausted by the end. But the publicity we got helped us set a higher asking price which meant more profit. We were all in favor of that.
“It’ll never work.” Reid looked like he was about to give us a list of reasons why not, but then his phone vibrated, and he pulled it out of his pocket. “Shit, the crew’s here to haul away the kitchen appliances.”
Hunter got to his feet. “I’ll handle it.”
It was the perfect opportunity for Reid to quash Hunter’s plan, but did my brother take advantage of that? No, of course not, because he was a control freak at heart.
“I’ve got it,” Reid said. “I want to make sure they don’t mess up anything else in the kitchen.” Anything that was part of the demolition or the rebuild was under Hunter’s purview, but he wasn’t known for attention to detail. A few months ago, he’d been texting/sexting a girl he met at a party, and the guys had somehow let an improperly secured fridge topple over and take out a faucet, producing a very costly waterfall.
Hunter sat back down while Reid pushed back from the table. “Talk some sense into him, would you?” That last part was directed at me, and I knew from experience that with Hunter, it was usually a lost cause.
“Do you really think the three of you could pretend to be one man?” Penny asked, and it took me a moment to identify why her voice sounded different. There was a note of hope in it.
“Absolutely,” Hunter said, and she gave him a smile that I wished were aimed at me. “We’re good at this.”
“At pretending to be each other?” she asked.
Hunter smirked. “I was going to say at lying, but yeah, that too.”
“It’s a win-win.” I was glad to see that the smile stayed on her face when she turned back to me. “You get a handsome fake boyfriend, and we get an incredible videographer to make us look good.”
Her smile widened at that. “Seems like I’m getting the better end of this bargain.”
“We’re happy to be of service,” Hunter said, and I wondered if Penny noticed the way he emphasized the last word.
I jumped in quickly in case she hadn’t. “We’ll even give you the good sleeping bag.”
She nodded, but then her expression turned puzzled. “Sleeping bag?”
“Yeah. Didn’t we tell you? We always stay in the house we’re fixing up during the Ten-Day Turnaround. It saves us time, plus it motivates us to fix it up as fast as possible.”
“Yeah, not having running water because you’re installing new sinks is a pretty powerful motivation,” Hunter said. “I like a shower before bedtime.”
For once, Hunter hadn’t used any innuendo, but Penny’s expression was rapidly turning horrified.
“You’d expect me to stay here, too?”
It took me a moment to realize that she was seriously upset. “I promise, you can have your pick of bedrooms. Whichever one you want, we’ll fix it up first.”
“You want me to stay here with you all for ten nights?”
Shit, this wasn’t heading in a good direction. “I’m sorry, I should’ve made that clear earlier.”
“I did say we worked day and night,” Hunter put in. He wanted her to accept our offer but even he knew that there was only one way this was going to work out.
“I don’t even know you all,” Penny said softly.
“You know me,” I said. “Hell, you’ve even seen me naked.” The moment the words were out of my mouth, I could’ve kicked myself. That was definitely not the way to convince a skittish young woman that she’d be safe with us.
“She has?” my younger brother said, an eyebrow raised with interest. “Oh, right, Carl’s art class.” He grinned at Penny. “You know, if you’ve seen one of us naked, you’ve seen all of us naked.”