Page 53 of Enchanted

“But we’re more fun than Rami.”

“And better looking.”

“Doubly so.”

Rami closed his eyes and I decided to take matters into my own hands. After easing out of his grip, I turned to put my hands on my hips and glare at the twins. The twins, who were now down to just their boxers. “Right. This is past unprofessional now. You’re making my model uncomfortable and I won’t allow it. I’m going to have to insist that you leave.”

Theo—at least, I thought it was him—clapped a hand to his chest in a theatrical manner. “Oh, and he’s fiery. Be still, my heart.”

“He might be bossier than Sam,” Nate added. “That really does it for me.”

Rami took a step forwards. “I’m going to⁠—”

I never did find out what he was planning. His sentence was cut off by the door slamming into the wall again. This time, it was Sam who stood there, practically vibrating with rage. Over his shoulder, looking equally pissed off, was Ezekiel.

“What did I tell you two?” Sam thundered. He stomped over to stand beside me, his position mirroring mine. Hands on hips, deadly glare in place. “You were under strict instructions not to interfere with Rami’s shoots.”

Theo rolled his eyes. “Because we’re so good at doing what we’re told.”

“We’ll do the laps.” Nate yawned, scratching at his bare stomach. Laps? What did that mean? “We just wanted a bit of fun first.”

“Totally worth the price.” Theo raised his hand for his twin to slap.

I glanced over to see Sam was smiling sweetly. No, not sweetly. Threateningly. “I’m not going to make you do laps.”

I wasn’t sure if it was his words or the smile, which had now taken on a slightly manic lilt, but the twins suddenly stiffened. All mischief was replaced with wariness.

“I’ve cleared it with Micah,” Sam continued. Micah? Oh yes, he was the one who drove the Rolls. Was everyone who lived here a model? It’d explain the wealth they evidently possessed. “You’re to train with Ez for a few hours. Individually.”

The twins wore identical looks of horror. Behind them, Ez was grinning.

Nate spoke first. “Fuck off.”

“Brave of you to be saying that to my ma—man, right before stepping in the ring with me.” Ez drawled.

Training? Ring? I shot a quizzical look at Rami, but he was too busy glowering at the twins to notice.

“The punishment doesn’t fit the crime,” Theo chimed in. “We barely interfered.”

“You can go with Ez,” Rami said softly, “or you can wait until I’ve taken Ethan home and train with me instead. Up to you.”

The twins winced simultaneously.

“On second thought, we can train with Ez,” Nate said, already backing away. Theo followed in his wake, both of them hastily swiping their clothes from where they’d chucked them. “Yep. No problem with that at all.”

They disappeared from the room with Ez on their heels. Only then did Sam drop his hands from his hips. He sighed as he turned to face us. “I’m sorry you were interrupted, truly.”

I waited for Rami to chew Sam out, the way I’d heard so many other models go off when faced with similar disruptions. But, once again, Rami surprised me. “Don’t apologise, Sam. I knew it’d happen sooner or later. It’s not your fault.”

“Still, I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again. Nox is on his way. He’s going to stand guard outside.”

Rami nodded. “Thank you, Sam.”

When we were alone again, I blew out a breath. “Well, that was certainly one way to meet some of your housemates.”

He groaned, covering his face with his hands. “Can we pretend that never happened?”

I laughed. “Which part? The bit where they insisted they were hotter? Or when they started stripping?”