Zurlo, Michele - Two Masters for Samantha [Awakenings 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free

sure exactly how she was related to this woman. The only thing she knew for certain was that her mother loved Aunt Heather and her father tolerated the woman for that reason.
    Samantha didn’t really know the lady. They had visited Heather’s home several times when she was little, but it had been years since even a thought of the woman had crossed Sam’s mind.
    One thing led to another. By the time Sam extracted herself from this newest wave of relatives, close and long-lost, Alexei had disappeared.
    The disappointment was stronger than it should have been. She had only shared one dance with him.
    Still, the day had been long and Samantha was tired. She was very good at remembering names and faces. For that reason, far more of her distant relatives sought her out for conversation than she wished would have done it. There were also a good number of people from Sabrina’s side who wanted to meet her because she was important enough to be in the wedding, and she had fended off more than a fair number of come-ons.
    Spying a service entrance, she snagged a glass of wine from a passing tray and headed for it. Just a few minutes, she promised herself. Once Sabrina and Jonas left the reception, she would be free to head up to her room and sleep in that luxurious bed. If there was one thing Sabrina did well, it was to spend money on a quality affair.
    The black-tie wedding was elegant. The food was incredible. The wine wasn’t from a box. The orchestra was talented. The rooms in the hotel above were lavish, almost sinfully so.
    The summer air had cooled from earlier that day, and some of the humidity was gone. August often brought hot weather, but Sam didn’t mind that. She hated the oppressive humidity, and she was thankful it had vanished for this brief respite.
    Sweet scents floated on the gentle wind, a combination of kitchen odors and the flower bed that surrounded the small area. Samantha closed her eyes and breathed it in.
    A noise behind her startled Sam from her reverie. Whirling, she found Alexei. He closed the door and smiled at her, those full lips promising something.
    “Nice night,” he said. “I saw you duck out here and I couldn’t resist following. I hope you don’t mind.”
    He owed her a kiss she wouldn’t forget. The look in his deep blue eyes said he meant to settle his debt now. He crossed the small space, closing the distance with two steps. Samantha smiled up at him. His hands came to rest gently on her waist. His thumb brushed the lower bones of her rib cage, just like he had done earlier when they danced.
    Something wasn’t right.
    Sam’s smile stalled. Uncertain as to the problem, she stepped backwards and out of his grip. Something was off about Alexei. She looked at him closely. Same face, same eyes, same hands. The clothes were the same, though all the men at the wedding were dressed in black tuxedoes, and the hair was the same.
    “Sammy?”
    There it was. Alexei hadn’t once shortened her name, though most people did. Twins. They were twins. Now the way Alexei introduced himself to Jonas before Sabrina could do so made sense. She hadn’t used his name in her greeting. Sabrina hadn’t known which brother he was, but Drew had. Drew warned Alexei about something. Sabrina had assured him it was all right if only one brother attended the wedding.
    Samantha frowned. They must have a history of switching places. With such identical faces, it wouldn’t have been easily detectable.
    “You’re not Alexei.”
    His brows rose high. “Why would you say that?”
    She noticed he didn’t deny it. “Because you’re not.”
    “I know,” he said. The surprise faded, replaced by an honest, open appreciation. “But what makes you think I’m not?”
    Samantha shook her head. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it. “You’re just not. I don’t know how to explain it. Who are you, and how do you know me?”
    It was a valid question. He didn’t just know her name, he seemed to know her. Before