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something."
    "I know CPR." Melanie said and prepared to
put her lips to the man's mouth.
    "So do I." Alex said and pushed her back,
but Sebastian was already coming round. He coughed and spluttered
while his brother anxiously watched him.
    "Are you okay, bro?" He said. "God, you had
me worried there! I thought you hadn't made it out of this thing
alive."
    "Melanie, Sebastian, thank God you’re
okay!"
    "Whoa there, little bro. I'm Alex, you're
Sebastian." The brother on the sand looked confused.
    "Stop kidding around little bro, it's not
funny. Melanie, are you okay?"
    How could he also know her so well?
Melanie's head was spinning again. Not one, but two completely
gorgeous men seemed to be on first name terms with her.
    "I'm okay... uh, Sebastian--"
    "I'm Alex." He corrected her.
    "Now who's kidding around?" The other
brother said. "Come on Sebastian, don't confuse Melanie--"
    "This isn't funny Sebastian; we just
survived a plane crash so just knock it off already!"
    The first brother drew back. He looked
concerned, afraid.
    “Okay." He said. "This is kind of scary.
Just tell me bro; exactly who do you think you are?"
    "My name, as you well know, is Alex." Storm
clouds were gathering on his face. "Now quit it before I get
angry."
    The hot sun beat down on Melanie's head as
she watched the absurd to and fro between the brothers. Her
headache returned, pounding the inside of her skull.
    For the second time today, everything went
black and she was gone.
    When she came to, she was cradled in broad
strong arms -- four of them.
    She looked around her and recognized the
palm trees, the golden sand, and the sound of softly lapping waves.
She was still there. This was no dream.
    Alex (or was it Sebastian?) was looking
softly into her eyes with infinite love and concern.
    "Are you okay?" He asked.
    "Who are you?"
    "I'm Alex."
    "No, he's Sebastian."
    "Shut up already!"
    "Please just stop! I don't care what your
names are. Just tell me what I'm doing here and who you two are.
Then you can figure out what to call each other, because what I'm
thinking now is Jerk One and Jerk Two."
    The men glared at each other and then one of
them took the lead.
    "Well, I'm not sure exactly where we are but
we were lucky to ditch next to this small island, so even though we
lost a $60 million aircraft, at least we're alive. We were flying
to Tahiti and then we hit the craziest turbulence I've ever seen.
Then the plane went down."
    "Why was I going to Tahiti?"
    "You were going with us, Alex and Sebastian
Drummond." The other man interrupted.
    "He means Alex," he indicated himself, "and
Sebastian," he pointed his twin.
    "Jesus Sebastian, can't you see she's
confused enough as it is? Leave off with the bad jokes and just
introduce yourself already."
    "I already did, little brother. How about
you come clean and stop joking around?"
    Melanie felt nauseous. These were the names
that had been in her head all right and for some reason, the name
Sebastian didn't sit right with her.
    She needed to know which was which, even if
she wasn't sure why. She struggled out of the men's arms and backed
away up the sand. She looked up and both men were following her
with pleading eyes.
    "Please, Melanie."
    "Melanie, it's okay really."
    Was this heaven or hell? She couldn't tell.
Both men were gorgeous -- the most gorgeous she had ever seen. They
were both in tatters from the wreck but even in rags, together they
looked like some crazy ad for Calvin Klein underwear. Both were
tanned, chiseled, ripped, tall, beautiful floppy dark brown hair
and dark brown eyes, rugged looks, and an intensity about them that
promised absolute care and devotion to her.
    Her head began to spin and both men came to
their knees springing towards her, their strong arms extended to
give her support.
    "Stay away!" She shouted. As much as she
would have loved to be gathered up by either of them, she wouldn't
let either of these guys touch her until she had figured out who
was who and what was