Twins, My Two Husbands
Chapter 3
He stared at me, ignoring the death glare from the real Ethan.
“If you want… I can be.”
“We look the same. You can't tell anyway.”
Then he had the nerve to add: “It was good before, right? Ethan's always busy—I'll keep you warm. Be your big teddy bear at night.”
“You like falling asleep with your hand on my chest, don't you?”
I was speechless.
Shameless didn't even cover it.
“Are you insane?”
The real Ethan dropped my hand and grabbed the other guy's collar.
“Caleb Carter, you have zero shame!”
“Had enough punches? Want me to mess your face up so bad your dad won't recognize you? Then she'll know who's who.”
Caleb laughed wildly. “Go ahead. Hit me. Kill me. I'm not letting go.”
“Why do I always have to give everything up? You get whatever you want. I liked Riley first—before you even noticed her!”
Ethan's knuckles went white, veins popping.
He was furious but powerless.
“What, scared now? You were swinging earlier.”
Caleb touched the bruise on his forehead. “Didn't think you could actually land one. Progress.”
“But listen: I'm not backing down.”
“You forgot—every time you said ‘too busy,' it was me showing up.”
“Half those texts? Mine.”
“You think she fell for you? Delusional.”
Ethan went pale and shot me a guilty look.
“Shut up!”
“Why? Because the truth hurts?”
“I was so stupid. I thought she liked you, so I stepped back.”
“Now? She can't even tell us apart.”
He looked at me. “So the person she likes… could be me.”
“Caleb!”
“I'm right here, big bro.” Caleb's face was pure challenge.
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