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to slip backward, barely catching himself from falling on his ass.
Rounding on his brother, he growled, “What the fuck are you doing? Tryin’ to kill me?”
Calmly sitting down on the nearest weight bench, Vinny smirked at Gabe and said nothing. Just stared. And continued to smirk.
Gabe tried to ignore him but finally heaved a huge sigh and said, “You know you’re a pain in my ass?” while sitting down on the other bench.
“Yeah well, it’s one of my more endearing qualities,” he said laughing.
The silence rested between the twins for a few minutes, each comfortable with the quiet and waiting.
“Is it the girl?” Vinny finally asked.
“Yeah,” was Gabe’s only reply, shaking his head.
“Look, you’ve been back to find her and she’s now under your skin. But bro, you don’t even know her. And by the description, she’s not your type.”
At that, Gabe looked up sharply. “My type?”
“Oh, come on. You’ve always gone for the tall girls that you don’t have to bend so much to kiss. Or fuck standing up for that matter.”
Gabe lifted his eyebrow, saying sarcastically, “Anything else you want to enlighten me on about my type of woman?”
“Okay fine. You like ’em tall and built. You like tits and ass and long legs. From what you said, this girl’s got none of those!”
“You’re crazy, Vin. I don’t have a type and…I…oh hell. I don’t know what it was about her that’s got me so tied up.”
Vinny stood and pulled Gabe up with him. “Go shower and get cleaned up. I’m taking you out tonight and we’ll find some fun. Go to a bar, pick up a girl, and get your rocks off and that’ll get this unknown girl out of your head.”
“You fucker, I’ve got no interest in getting’ my rocks off, as you say.”
“Fine, then we’re still going out. Have some drinks and have some fun. Anything to get you out of this morose mood you’ve been in all week.”
Two hours later, the twins sat at the bar drinking and Gabe found himself relaxing for the first time in days. Maybe this is what I needed, after all.
Their muscular frames were perfectly showcased in jeans that stretched over their trunk-like thighs and collared shirts with sleeves rolled up, partially exposing their corded arms and tattoos. The women in the bar began to swarm around, wondering who was going to get lucky that night. Vinny charmed several of them, but Gabe found himself unable to get interested.
A noise from the other side of the bar caught his attention and looking over saw an elderly man, obvioulsy drunk, being propped up on his bar stool by one of the bartenders. The head bartender came over saying, “Mr. Courtland, we’ve made a call. Someone’s coming to get you now.” Turning to the other bartender he growled, “Why didn’t you cut him off earlier?”
“He hadn’t drunk that much,” came the defensive answer.
Gabe and Vinny pushed past the group of women and walked over to see if they could help. “You need any assistance?” Gabe asked as Vinny moved over to steady the man.
“Thanks, but we got it. There’s someone we call who comes and gets him home when this happens. I’ll move him over to one of the booths so that he won’t fall.”
Without creating too much attention, Vinny and Gabe assisted in making the man comfortable in a discreet booth. The bartender smiled and poured them a round on the house. The ladies began circling again like vultures and it didn’t take long for Vinny to have a red-head poured into a tight, almost not-there dress on his lap with her breasts pressed into his chest.
Rolling his eyes, Gabe was turning back to the bar when the red-head’s friend, a busty brunette decided that she’d just take what Gabe hadn’t offered. His lap.
Throwing his arms around the woman before she slipped off of him and landed on the floor, he ended up with her half across his lap, her arms around his neck pulling him close.
At that moment, the bartender looked up and smiled,
Rounding on his brother, he growled, “What the fuck are you doing? Tryin’ to kill me?”
Calmly sitting down on the nearest weight bench, Vinny smirked at Gabe and said nothing. Just stared. And continued to smirk.
Gabe tried to ignore him but finally heaved a huge sigh and said, “You know you’re a pain in my ass?” while sitting down on the other bench.
“Yeah well, it’s one of my more endearing qualities,” he said laughing.
The silence rested between the twins for a few minutes, each comfortable with the quiet and waiting.
“Is it the girl?” Vinny finally asked.
“Yeah,” was Gabe’s only reply, shaking his head.
“Look, you’ve been back to find her and she’s now under your skin. But bro, you don’t even know her. And by the description, she’s not your type.”
At that, Gabe looked up sharply. “My type?”
“Oh, come on. You’ve always gone for the tall girls that you don’t have to bend so much to kiss. Or fuck standing up for that matter.”
Gabe lifted his eyebrow, saying sarcastically, “Anything else you want to enlighten me on about my type of woman?”
“Okay fine. You like ’em tall and built. You like tits and ass and long legs. From what you said, this girl’s got none of those!”
“You’re crazy, Vin. I don’t have a type and…I…oh hell. I don’t know what it was about her that’s got me so tied up.”
Vinny stood and pulled Gabe up with him. “Go shower and get cleaned up. I’m taking you out tonight and we’ll find some fun. Go to a bar, pick up a girl, and get your rocks off and that’ll get this unknown girl out of your head.”
“You fucker, I’ve got no interest in getting’ my rocks off, as you say.”
“Fine, then we’re still going out. Have some drinks and have some fun. Anything to get you out of this morose mood you’ve been in all week.”
Two hours later, the twins sat at the bar drinking and Gabe found himself relaxing for the first time in days. Maybe this is what I needed, after all.
Their muscular frames were perfectly showcased in jeans that stretched over their trunk-like thighs and collared shirts with sleeves rolled up, partially exposing their corded arms and tattoos. The women in the bar began to swarm around, wondering who was going to get lucky that night. Vinny charmed several of them, but Gabe found himself unable to get interested.
A noise from the other side of the bar caught his attention and looking over saw an elderly man, obvioulsy drunk, being propped up on his bar stool by one of the bartenders. The head bartender came over saying, “Mr. Courtland, we’ve made a call. Someone’s coming to get you now.” Turning to the other bartender he growled, “Why didn’t you cut him off earlier?”
“He hadn’t drunk that much,” came the defensive answer.
Gabe and Vinny pushed past the group of women and walked over to see if they could help. “You need any assistance?” Gabe asked as Vinny moved over to steady the man.
“Thanks, but we got it. There’s someone we call who comes and gets him home when this happens. I’ll move him over to one of the booths so that he won’t fall.”
Without creating too much attention, Vinny and Gabe assisted in making the man comfortable in a discreet booth. The bartender smiled and poured them a round on the house. The ladies began circling again like vultures and it didn’t take long for Vinny to have a red-head poured into a tight, almost not-there dress on his lap with her breasts pressed into his chest.
Rolling his eyes, Gabe was turning back to the bar when the red-head’s friend, a busty brunette decided that she’d just take what Gabe hadn’t offered. His lap.
Throwing his arms around the woman before she slipped off of him and landed on the floor, he ended up with her half across his lap, her arms around his neck pulling him close.
At that moment, the bartender looked up and smiled,