Twin Ties 1: My Brother's Lover by Lynn Kelling Read Free Book Online Page A

a hand lightly on Luka’s defined chest, perfectly outlined by his skin-tight, black, sleeveless tank with the gym’s logo on the front. “Why don’t I just give you my number and we can work out all of the details later? I literally just moved here yesterday, so I’ll follow your lead.”
    Luka’s hands went immediately to his pocket-less pants. “No pen. Damn. Wait here one second. I just need to grab a pen and one second, okay? My memory is like a sieve or else....”
    Brennan nodded, grinning as Luka ran down the hall, through the door and came back seconds later, not even out of breath, but a little more flushed for his efforts. He scrawled Brennan’s number on his hand. “Are you sure you’re eighteen?”
    “Yeah, fairly sure,” Brennan said, holding Luka’s gaze as he inched steadily back into Brennan’s space, not even completely realizing he was doing it.
    “I really should get back to work and let you go. You’ll be around later? If I try your number?”
    They were barely inches apart. A chestnut-hued tendril fell forward and Brennan reached up, pushing it back behind the shell of Luka’s ear. His hand lingered there, on the ridge of Luka’s jawbone and he tilted his head back a little, his full lips supple and parted. Luka exhaled, surged forward and closed his lips around Brennan’s.
    “Mm,” Luka hummed, tilting his head and catching even more of Brennan’s lips on his second try. He forced himself to break contact, stepping back and clearing his throat.
    “Later?” Brennan said, taking one more long look down and back up Luka’s body, turning toward the smaller studio spaces in which the yoga classes were held.
    Luka’s gaze fell from mouth to shorts and everything they barely concealed. “Uh-huh.”
    Then the angelic specimen was gone. Brennan pushed through a door and stepped out of sight. Luka fell back against the wall and moaned, clutching his heart.
    Presley appeared back by the doorway to the exercise room. “What did you do?”
    “Died a little, I think.”
    Presley blinked at him. “That’s... I don’t know what to say to that. But, you know. Walk it off, son. You’ll poke someone’s eye out with that thing and there’s ladies present. Ladies with mustaches and Adam’s apples, but ladies all the same.”
    “Hmm?” Luka looked down at himself. “Oh.”
    Rolling his eyes, Presley left him there. Luka shuffled back to the locker room to do a lap or two to recover.

Chapter 5
Not so Harmless
    Evan stood on the dusty ground in front of the steps leading up to Jimmy’s door. The house was technically a mobile home, given foundation and rooted between a long, winding road leading back into the same open wilderness that was also beyond Evan’s home, and acres of grassy fields. If you were facing away from town, there was nothing but earth and sky for as far as the eye could see. It was one of Evan’s favorite places in the world, even more so than his own home. It was the only place where he could be himself and be completely honest about absolutely everything. Even the bad memories lent the spot a bittersweet, comfortable air.
    He scuffed his toe over a patch of thin grass and cracked, dry earth. It looked so harmless, so much like every other patch of ground. But it wasn’t.
    The door opened behind him; he heard it creak on the hinges. Jimmy stood there, watching Evan take a step, centering himself directly over the patch.
    Evan took a deep, steadying breath and released it back out with a sigh.
    “I died here,” he said with some awe.
    “Just for a couple of minutes,” Jimmy added softly. “I’m glad you can say that aloud now. That’s a good sign. Kinda wish you didn’t sound so happy about it though.”
    Evan shook his head. “It’s just weird. Sometimes it feels like that was another life, like I came back as someone else.”
    “Maybe you did.” Jimmy stepped aside and waved Evan over. “Come on in. You hungry?”
    “Yeah,” Evan smiled while