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Not really. I had no label.“…just Reagan.”
    “Well, Just Reagan, I’m Dalia,” she said with a tiny wave of her hand.
    Dax took my hand and kissed it. Freaking kissed it. “And I’m Dax.” His voice dropped into a familiar, charming territory that reminded me so much of Dare. “Dalia’s less evil and much sexier twin brother.”
    “Don’t let that smile fool you, Reagan. They’re both equally evil,” Dare said as he came up behind me. “Where’s Mom?”
    “Sleeping,” Dalia said. “She had a double shift yesterday that turned into a triple. She’s barely been home in two days since she has to take the train to work now.”
    “What’s wrong with her car?”
    Dax scoffed. “You mean, this time? It needs a new alternator or something equally expensive.”
    “Why didn’t she tell me?”
    “You know Mom,” Dalia said with a shrug. “She knew you’d insist on giving her your ride even though you need it for work. She didn’t want to burden you.”
    Dax pulled out an apple and a banana and ate them both at the same time, trading off with each bite. “Do you mind lending it to her?” he asked through a mouthful of fruit. “It would really help. Plus, you still have that piece of crap bike, right?”
    “He can’t transport his work stuff on a bike,” Dalia said.
    Dare inhaled sharply. “My car is in the shop.”
    And it would be for another week. The mechanic had said it was more than just the tire and he was going to need some parts.
    “Don’t worry. I’ll work something out,” he said.
    “I can just—” I started, but he shook his head at me.
    “I’ll work something out,” he repeated, his eyes on me. Turning back to the twins, he said, “Has Mom been okay otherwise?”
    “Yeah, I guess…” Dalia’s gaze shifted to me. “She’s still attending regular meetings.”
    Dare nodded. “Good. Is she eating?” Deep concern colored his voice, and I quietly cleared my throat to get rid of the bittersweet sting of emotion that had made its way through me.
    Dalia shrugged. “Yeah, when there’s food.”
    His eyebrows shot up. “What the hell does that mean? I stock the fridge weekly.”
    “Yeah, and have you seen Dax? His stupid football two-a-days have him eating for six!”
    As if on cue, Dax picked up another banana and asked, “Yo, did you get the protein shake I wanted?”
    “I did, Hulk,” Dare said. “Go easy on that crap, okay?”
    “Sure thing, big bro.”
    “And the Nutella?” Dalia rummaged through the bags.
    “It wasn’t on sale.” Seeing her shoulders sag, Dare said, “Next time. I promise.”
    “That’s what you said last week.”
    Dare rubbed his hand over his face. “Work has been slow lately. It’s always slow this time of year, but it’s going to pick up soon and then I’ll get you two jars, okay?”
    “Three!” she said.
    “And you say I eat a lot?” Dax laughed.
    “Daren?” A woman’s soft voice called down the hall. “Is that you?”
    Dare cursed. “We woke her. I’ll be right back.”
    “Daren?” I said. Somehow, it didn’t suit him.
    “Only Mom calls him that,” Dalia said. “He’s always been Dare to everyone else. And especially ever since our dad—”
    “ Dalia .” Dax shook his head. He narrowed his eyes at me, their golden color identical to his sister’s, shades lighter than Dare’s. “How well do you actually know our brother?”
    “Not well.” Not well at all.
    “Are you dating?” he asked.
    “No.” Definitely not. I didn’t date.
    “Hmm...” His demeanor instantly changed. Turned more predatory. “Single, huh?”
    Dalia jumped up on the counter and crossed her arms. “Are you screwing?”
    Her blunt question caught me off guard. “Who?”
    “My brother!” She laughed. “Who else?”
    The right side of Dax’s mouth quirked up. “Nope, but hopefully soon enough.”
    “God, not you, Dax!” She rolled her eyes at him, then turned back to me. “Are you and Dare doing it? He’s never brought a