“Please,” I sneered. “Like this hasn’t happened before. Just based on the forty-five minutes I’ve spent with both of you combined, I’m fairly certain you’ve shared a dozen or more women at some point. Maybe without even knowing it.”

“No,” Tyler said, nearly pouting. “We have a system. It usually works.”

“I have to go back in.”

“Ellie?”

“Yeah?” I said, annoyed.

“Were you telling the truth or were you just trying to avoid a fight?”

“What?”

“You said you kissed him … thinking it was me.”

“So?”

“I thought you said you didn’t do repeats.”

I sighed. “I’m going to be straight with you, Tyler. I fucked up. My parents cut me off. I’m broke, and I need this job. I did something terrible to my sister, and I’m trying to change so if and when she finds out, she’ll know I’m not that person anymore.”

One side of Tyler’s mouth curled up, and the same dimple on his left cheek appeared.

I pressed my lips into a hard line. “This was just a weak moment. I don’t do repeats. Especially, definitely not now.”

Tyler processed my words, nodding once. “Fair enough.”

I breathed out a laugh. “Okay, then. Enjoy Colorado Springs.”

“Colorado Springs?” Tyler asked, confused. Recognition lit in his eyes, and he seemed embarrassed for me. “Oh. That’s Taylor.”

My cheeks burned. “I’m glad I’m staying away from you. The twin thing is too much for me sober.”

Tyler laughed and reached out, offering a low, small wave as he began to walk away. “Goodbye, Ellie Edson. It’s been fun.”

“Fun Ellie is dead. All that’s left is broke-and-alone Ellie,” I teased.

Tyler stopped. “She’s not dead. Just transitioning. Like a butterfly.”

“That’s deep, Maddox.”

“I’ve been deeper,” he said with a smirk, pulling his cap down low, just like his brother had less than ten minutes before, and walked away.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head, pulling open the back door. Wick and Jojo nearly fell forward, and then pretended—poorly—to be doing something other than eavesdropping.

“Am I fired?” I asked.

“Fired?” Jojo asked. “Hell no! That’s the most fun I’ve had at work since Daddy built this place!”

Wick held up a cigarette and squeezed by, and I followed Jojo inside. She went to her desk and I went to mine, staring at my computer for a full minute before I could focus.

“Ellie?” Jojo called over the speaker.

I pressed the button. “Yes?”

“Did you quit cold turkey?”

“Um … yes?”

“Daddy is nine years sober. We’re impressed.”

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome. No more breaks today.”