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to follow in the family’s footsteps and become a Keeper.”
    He collects the cards I dealt him. “Is everyone in your family a Keeper?”
    “Most of them.” I organize my cards from lowest to highest. “My grandpa was a Foreseer, though. When I was younger, I thought it’d be cool to be able to see the future. But when I got older, I realized what a huge responsibility it is. I mean, you know when everyone’s going to die, when all the bad stuff is going to happen, and you can potentially have the power to alter all of it.”
    “Did your grandpa ever feel like that?” Dash frowns at the cards in his hands.
    “Sometimes,” I say. “But most of the time, he really loved being a Foreseer.”
    His frown deepens. “I wish I could love being a Guardian.”
    “You don’t?” For some reason, that surprises me, maybe because Jax loves what he does so much.
    He shrugs. “It’s not that I hate it. I just don’t love it. And unlike Jax, I’m not going to pretend to be the perfect son to please our father.”
    I set my cards on my lap. “Did you come here when you were fourteen like Jax?”
    “Nope. I was sixteen. I got my mark when I was fourteen, but there were circumstances that … kept me at home.” He brings his fist to his mouth and forcefully clears his throat. “So, what exactly am I supposed to be doing with these cards?”
    I take the hint that he doesn’t want to talk about this anymore and let the subject drop. “Here. I’ll help you with the first few hands.” I scoot over toward him and examine his cards. “So, you want to—”
    The door suddenly jolts open and smacks against Thad’s back. The three of us go rigid and jump to our feet with our hands clenched into fists.
    “Let me in,” Jax demands from the other side of the door.
    “Oh. Sorry.” Thad scoots out of the way.
    The door swings open, and Jax barges into the room with fierce determination burning in his silver eyes. His gaze promptly sweeps the walls, the bed, the window, and then resides on the deck of cards. His brows knit.
    “Are you guys playing poker?”
    “What else were we supposed to do at two o’clock in the morning?” I ask, pushing to my feet.
    “She’s crazy, isn’t she?” Dash says to Jax as he stretches his arms above his head. “I tried to talk her into spin the bottle, but she just wouldn’t listen.”
    Jax glares at him. “You did what ?”
    Dash feigns innocence. “What? It’s just a little kissing, and it’s not like you haven’t thought about doing it with her.”
    I shoot Dash a dirty look. “You seriously had to go there ? ”
    Dash overdramatically covers his mouth with his hand. “Whoops. Was I not supposed to?”
    Jax shakes his head at Dash. “Why is everything a joke to you?”
    Dash shrugs. “I thought I was doing you two a favor. You know, clearing the tension in the air or whatever.”
    The two of them stare each other down. Their demeanor couldn’t be more night and day: Jax intense and brooding and Dash … Well, honestly, he looks kind of bored.
    Their personalities aren’t the only things that are different. Even though they’re twins and have similar facial features, they’re fairly easy to tell apart. Jax’s hair is light brown and styled in a fauxhawk, while Dash’s is much darker and cut shorter. And, unlike Jax’s silver eyes, only one of Dash’s is silver, the other a vibrant shade of teal.
    Dash finally raises his hands and steps back. “All right, you win this one.”
    Jax won’t look me in the eye as he steps back and points at the door. “Thanks. You can go now.”
    He rolls his eyes then turns to me. “Have fun with Mr. Moody.” He winks then heads for the doorway, stuffing his hand into his pocket, the same pocket he shoved my phone into earlier.
    “Wait a second.” I skitter in front of him and stick out my hand. “My phone, please.”
    “Phone?” His face contorts with confusion, but his eyes glitter with hilarity. “I don’t remember this
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