I’m about to sink a shot when the den of the bar starts to quiet. The music blasts through the speakers, but the chatter dies away. I straighten and move to lean back against the wall, watching the two identical women as they walk arm and arm to the bar.

Every horny fucker in the bar is thinking the same thing, double the fun. I’m only looking at one of them, though. They might look alike, but Jaci shrinks where her sister stands like a shield, ready to defend at any second. I know they are close but seeing them together gives me a new insight to Jaci.

What that prick did to her is bad enough, but her sister and family enabled her to withdraw. They did it out of love for sure, the fact that her sister looks ready to pounce at a second’s notice says as much. Jaci hasn’t needed that on our date or at the shop. She talks to and has been touched by me. Popeye and Hollywood have both spoken to her, and she holds her own.

“Damn Brother,” Popeye says looking at them with pure lust in his eyes. “Can I at least have the sister?”

“Can you tell which one, is the sister?” I ask knowing he can’t.

“Doesn’t matter. I’d take either.”

I sigh, “Flirt, don’t touch. I don’t need you getting caught up with the sister and the fallout messing shit up with Jaci.”

“You’re serious about her? You going to put a property of patch on her?”

I shrug giving him a non-committed answer. He doesn’t need to know that the thought has crossed my mind more than once. “Just stay away from the sister if you’re looking for a place to get your dick wet. There are plenty of females inside and out of the club. Those two are off limits.”

“You better let the guys know that.” Popeye notches his chin for me to see Buzzard and Flint headed towards the girls. I grab my phone and send a club-wide text.

I hit send, and phones around the room start pinging in rapid succession. More than one brother groans. A few send me pissed off looks, which are quickly averted when I shoot them one back. It is my club. If they don’t like the way I run it, they can get the fuck out.

Drake comes in the front door and heads right towards the bar. Jaci sees him and gives him a small, tentative smile. She seems to relax some seeing a friendly face.

“It’s about time,” I mutter. He was supposed to be here before she arrived.

I watch as my best friend goes up to the two sisters. Jaci seems to make the introductions.

Drake joins them at the bar, and I wish I could hear their conversation. Drake is talking to both the sisters like he has a mutual interest with them. He clenches his jaw when Kaiya rolls her eyes and shrugs. She is a spitfire. He looks to Jaci for an answer, and she looks away before shaking her head.

“Damn. Your chick pissed Hollywood off. That’s impressive and not easy to do.”

“No. Only one other woman pisses him off like that.” I mutter. My two best friends fought like crazy, but thankfully whatever beef they’ve got between them they leave me out of it.

“Well, looks like your lady and her sister can be added to that list.”

Going by the tension between the trio, I’d say it is a fair assessment, but it doesn’t make sense since Jaci and Drake have been around each other twice before with no tension.

“Fuck it.” I toss the pool cue I’m holding, onto the table and go to the bar. The plan was to boost her confidence and get her comfortable around the club with the guys joking and flirting with her. Plans change.

I know the second she sees me out of the corner of her eye because her head whips around and her mouth falls open. I grin at as her eyes roam over me, taking in my jeans and the cut I’ve got pulled over my plain white shirt.

“Hey, Beautiful,” I say going up behind her and wrapping my arms around her waist. I pull her body flush against mine and kiss her neck breathing in her scent. She smells like a dessert good enough to eat.

“I told her you’d scare the shit out of her. You must’ve made an impression on your first date.” Kaiya speaks up with a pleased smirk on her face. She offers her hand, “I’m Kaiya. You’re welcome, for my bid on you.” Her grin spreads a little wider, “It was a tossup between you and the guy with the date to the amusement park.”

“I thought Nadine orchestrated the whole thing,” I question and shake the hand she offers.

Kaiya shrugs and picks up her beer taking a long drink from it. “To a point. She got you up there; the final call was mine to make. If the guy with dinner on the yacht hadn’t gone so high…” She let the sentence trail off.

“Kaiya,” I say, not liking the fact she almost bid on two other bachelors. If they’d had the date with Jaci, she could’ve fallen for one of them. “Don’t piss me off.”

She throws her head back and laughs, drawing the attention of my men. “Sorry, Prez. You’re an easy target where Jai’s concerned. If you’ve got her, I think I’ll go play some pool.” She nods towards the table I left and Popeye standing there staring at her. “That guy you were playing with has been undressing me with his eyes since I got here. I may go ahead and let him undress me for real.”

Night and day. Jaci and her sister are as different as night and day. No wonder she shrinks when her sister is around. Her personality is suppressed and smothered.

“You weren’t kidding that y'all are different.”

Jaci laughs self-consciously and tugs at the hem of her skirt. “I know.”

She seems resigned to their being different instead of celebrating it. I take the chair Kaiya left and turn her to face me. Her crossed legs go on for days and have my cock hardening behind my fly. I want to spread her legs and see what panties she has on. Are they the same simple colored panties I stuck my hands in last time? Is she in a thong? I grunt and shift in my seat imagining her perfect ass split in two by a thin string. Her pussy perfectly pink and soaking wet under a scrap of fabric barely big enough to cover her mound.

She doesn’t look at me, so I lift her chin with my finger. Jaci’s eyes show her vulnerability. God, she is sweet. Too sweet for a man like me.

“Don’t compare yourself to anyone. You are exactly who you’re meant to be.” And that’s the woman I can’t get out of my head. I didn’t say that, but damn, it is true. She is under my skin and in my head.

“Everyone always compares us.”

“You most of all I bet.” I sit back and motion the bartender to get me a beer. “Jaci, you make yourself smaller to make room for your sister’s bigger personality. I saw it the minute y’all walked in the room. I couldn’t tell you apart by looks it was mannerisms and the way you carry yourself that gave you away.”

Her cheeks infuse with color. Damn, I hope she doesn’t lose that blush. “I’ve never thought of it like that.”

“Now that you’re aware know there is room for you both. I’m attracted to you for you. Your sister is too much a handful for a man like me.”

She laughs, which was my intent. If I wanted to handle her sister I could, but I didn’t want to. Kaiya isn’t worth the time for me. Jaci is.