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I let out a loud sigh, her eyes flying to mine. “What did he do?”

Leah shrugs. Her mask of professionalism back in place. “He came into my office and pretended to be you.”

“What?”

Anger bubbles in my chest. What had my brother been thinking? How dare he come into my place of work and mess with my staff?

“It’s fine. He did nothing improper. He tried to pretend to be you. I think he wanted to see if I really could tell the difference between you.”

Most people can’t, even with our very different personalities. Even our family has difficulty if we want them to. Can Leah really tell us apart?

Interesting.

“Yes. You’re very different. I don’t know how or why. But I don’t see identical twins when I look at you. I’ve always seen a difference. It came as a shock to me that people struggle to tell you apart.”

My breath catches. Shit, does Leah fancy Caleb? I need to nip this in the bud. I’m not losing my communications officer because my brother can’t keep it in his pants. Although I’m sure Leah has better taste than liking Caleb. It’s not like she doesn’t know what a man-whore he is.

As Leah reaches the door to leave, she turns back and grins, “I think Caleb’s onto our fake meeting.”

I can’t prevent the smirk that tips my lips, especially when Leah’s eyes widen in surprise.

“He is, but he loves turning up unannounced and disrupting my day. Our meeting keeps him honest and gets him out of my hair. If anything, he probably relies on it to ensure he’s not late for his own meeting.”

I’m not being entirely honest. We both know what we're doing with this dance of pretence. He stops by when he wants to check up on me as he knows I can’t hide from him in the office. I'm thankful Caleb knows my limits and doesn't stay long on his impromptu visits. I appreciate him taking time out of his busy schedule to ensure I commune with the real world, and don’t get lost in my spreadsheets. Our little scheme to get rid of him is brotherly banter, him being the sociable brother, me the anti-social. He’s just never let Leah know before.

“Is there anything else you need before I get back to work?” Leah asks, pulling me back into the present.

I shake my head and watch as she approaches the door.

“How’s the Callahan presentation going?”

Leah stops and turns, stepping further into the room. “The presentation is complete. I’m about to send it across for your final approval. Jim and Stephan have already checked it. The client pack is almost complete. I was uploading the latest performance reports. I should have it done by the end of the day.”

As efficient as always. I know the presentation and pack will be perfect.

“Callahan will be a huge win for us,” I say unnecessarily. Leah has been with me from the beginning. She knows the importance of clients like Callahan. She has a way of dealing with even the most powerful and irate clients. She has a look, and then they are Leah’d. She calms situations down and takes control.

“On it,” she says, turning away.

“Leah, is everything alright?” The words are out of my mouth before I can stop them. Something about her seems –off.

She freezes. “Everything’s fine. I’ll get the presentation sent across as soon as possible.”

I watch her leave. I really will have words with my brother about him poaching Leah.

CHAPTER 3

LEAH

“Leah.” Gabriel’s voice sounds from my office doorway.

I stop what I’m doing and look up.

“Gabriel?” I ask.

He fills the doorway. His dark hair and olive complexion are witness to his Mediterranean bloodline. Dark eyes lock on mine, framed by thick dark eyelashes most women would die for.

“Do you need me to go over those press releases again?”

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