Free Green Eyes by Amanda Heath Page A

I’m smoking this right now is because of him. “I do every so often. Mostly when I’m fed up with my life.”
    “Hmm,” he murmurs, moving around behind me. “Your brother smokes.”
    The words, spoken so casually, have me choking on the smoke in my lungs. I did not expect him to bring up my father’s other children. I thought it was unspoken between us, but still between us, not to talk about them.
    I don’t bother to answer him. I don’t want to hear anything about them. I don’t care at all. It’s probably Jason though. He was always stealing my thunder, the jackass.
    “You’re going to ignore me, then?” he asks as I hear his feet move against the ground.
    I don’t answer that one either.
    “So fuckin stubborn. Just like your brother. The two of you seem to have a lot in common.” His words bring out annoyance. I can’t believe that Jason told him.
    So I turn around and look at him, dead in the eye even though it costs me. I kind of feel like a bit of my soul is taken every time our eyes meet. “I can’t believe he told you,” I say out loud.
    He nods. “He tells me everything. We’ve been through a lot together.”
    I scowl at him before turning back around. “I guess it’s not really that big of a deal. We are two sides to a whole. It’s not really just my secret.”
    “If it makes you feel any better, I had to pull it out of him. I couldn’t get past how much the two of you look alike.” I hear something click. I grind my teeth because I refuse to turn around and see what he’s doing.
    “I shared a womb with him, a birthday, and my face. I guess it could have been a whole lot worse.” I puff out some smoke wishing I could just run in these dumb heels. I just want to be far away right now.
    I feel a tug at the bottom of my dress, which finally has me turning around to see him on one knee cutting a piece of my dress off. He stands back up and puts the piece in his tux pocket. “At least it’s a beautiful face, Green Eyes.”
    “I would say we were more handsome than beautiful,” I mutter, throwing my cigarette on the ground to stomp it out with my shoes. I bend over to pick it up and throw it in the little trashcan I have outside my trailer.
    Ryan chuckles, backing away from me slowly. “You are a beaut and you know you are. Jason doesn’t need a bigger head though.” He pats his tux pocket saying, “Ta” before leaving and heading right for his trailer, which is across the way.
    It takes me all of five seconds to realize he got me to talk about Jason, something I haven’t done in almost a decade. At least, not to someone I barely know.
    He also got me to admit Jason and I are twins.

 
    Chapter Six
     
    Ryan
     
    I wake up from a restless sleep only to find my best friend standing at the end of my bed eating a bowl of my cereal. I rub my eyes to make sure I’m really seeing the six foot two blonde cereal killer. I can’t get the image of Alexis in that dress out of my head. She looked so beautiful I almost fucking cried, like it was my wedding day or something. I couldn’t stop myself from stealing a little piece of that dress for my next project.
    “Did you even knock?” I ask after I finally clear my head enough to think straight.
    Then he shrugs. I fucking hate it when he shrugs.
    I groan and flop back down onto my bed. A big yawn takes over my face and I think about going back to sleep but I know I won’t be able to with asshole over there eating my food. The crunch is driving me crazy.
    “Could you eat any quieter?”
    “Yeah, I just choose not to,” the moron says still standing at the end of my bed.
    “Why are you standing there? You’re creeping me the fuck out,” I say, never even lifting my head to look at him. Just in case he shrugs again. I find myself in a bad mood so at this point I might punch him in the face. Now my hands kind of itch to.
    “You’re the one still in bed while you have company.” It’s all kinds of wrong but he makes sense. You