Light filtered in through my eyelids. I blinked hard against it, but it was no use. I was awake, might as well give in. I opened my eyes to see the boys sitting at the table each with a cup of coffee and a donut. Hugging the blanket to my chest, I sat up, "Mornin'."

"Mornin'," they both said in unison then returned to their own conversation.

My clothes were more or less folded and set next to my side of the mattress. Gathering them up I retreated to the relative seclusion of my blanket and managed to squirm into my clothes. Uncovered I pulled on my socks and boots and attempted to make myself slightly less unappealing. Satisfied, not thrilled, with the results I sauntered to the table, taking a seat at the only open chair, "Any left for me?"

Connor grabbed a paper cup of coffee, removed the lid and started pouring enough sugar into it to make it drinkable for me. I smiled and nodded at him, and he winked at me. "Hey, Murph," I said feeling my face redden, as he looked up at me. "Wanted to apologize for the noise last night."

He smirked at me, one side of his mouth lifting slightly. Something about the look on his face made me keep talking. "I usually keep my head about me, but last night…" I trailed off. Murphy turned his smirk on Connor, who I glanced at out of the corner of my eyes to see that he was glaring a hole in Murphy. I furrowed my brow, confused, looking back at Murphy who was fully grinning now.

"No need to apologize, girl," Murphy said, his grin never faltering as he turned his eyes back to me, offering me a donut with his right hand that read "Aequitas." I focused on it and the memory of falling asleep on an arm last night came back very clear. That hand stretched out in front of me had definitely said "Aequitas." That second round had been Murphy?

I felt my mouth drop, as I looked to Connor, trying to work out how I would explain this. It wasn't really my fault, but was he gonna buy that? But looking at Connor, I realized that he already knew, and looking at Murphy I knew that they had tried this before. And seeing their twin expectant expressions I knew that any other time they had tried this it had ended badly. I closed my mouth and my eyes, deciding how I was going to react.

I shook my head as the realization hit me. I could live the dream. Variety. Nice guys. Smokers. Drinkers. No strings attached. Why the hell would I pass that up? Smiling I looked up at both of them, "No," I agreed, taking Murphy's offered donut and Connor's coffee. "I guess there isn't anything to apologize for."

They both glanced at each other, then brought me into the conversation that had been going when I woke up. The three of us sat and drank coffee and ate donuts and acted like I hadn't slept with both of them in the last six hours. I wasn't sure how much would be discussed about all of this or if this meant that I was dating both of them now? Was I supposed to sleep with them both all the time or was this only an occasional thing? I didn't know. I guessed I was just gonna have to play it by ear.

Lost in my own thoughts, I hadn't noticed that Connor was asking me something. "What, sorry?" I said, facing him.

"I was asking if you had to work today."

"No," I said, glancing at my watch, "but I do have a lunch date with a coworker. I really need to clean up before I go," I said, touching the rats nest on my head and catching a whiff of my own sweat and sex as I raised my arm.

"I'm meeting Roc. Let me grab my coat and I'll walk ye out," Connor replied, rising.

I got to my own feet, grabbing purse and coat off the back of the chair where one of them had hung them at some point in the night. Murphy rose with me, helping the coat onto my shoulders, his touch familiar as he pulled my hair out of the collar, his fingers brushing my neck as he did. I shivered a little as I turned to thank him, his hands cupped my face gently and his lips met mine. No urgency to it, just a kiss. Softly, but insistently, his tongue entwined with mine and I felt the blood rush south of my belt. My hands found his hips as he broke away. "Sorry, if I hurt ya. Last night, I mean."

"Nah," I said shaking my head, "just surprised me is all."

"Just let me know if I ever do."

"I will, trust me."

"But," he said, glancing over his shoulder as Connor approached, "feel free to keep screaming like that."

"Shut it," Connor said, smacking Murphy on the back of the head as he passed to stand behind me. "She already said it wasn't you. You just surprised her. Come on, then, I'll walk you down."

"Just let me know it's you next time." I said as Connor took my hand and led me towards the door. "Bye, Murphy," I called over my shoulder as Connor pushed me in front of him, glaring a hole through Murphy who had reclaimed his self-satisfied smile.

Connor pulled me into the lift, apparently in too big a hurry to get me away from Murphy to take the stairs. Once inside he pushed me hard against the wall, pinning me there, his knee between my legs, kissing me hard. It stole my breath for a second, before I could respond, holding him to me, rubbing my crotch against his knee. He broke away when the doors opened, taking my hand and towing me along.

Standing on the street, he donned his sunglasses, ducking his head down to mine. "If I had known that you liked it that rough, I'd have tried it weeks ago."

I laughed, touching his chest, "Only sometimes. There's nights when what you did last night would have made me scream. He just had the luck of the draw."

"Still no need to keep that yelping to yourself."

I smiled again, "I won't."

"All right, then," he said, "We'll see you soon?"

"You know where I'll be."

"Right," he said, kissing me once more, gently, sucking on my bottom lip. Then he ran a finger down my face, looked up at the building, flipped his middle finger up, then turned and walked away. Looking up at the building I thought I saw a responding hand gesture just ducking back into the fifth floor window. I laughed to myself, shaking my head as I turned to my apartment.

I guess they really do share everything, I thought, and they are so competitive. Being the object of their one-up-manship was gonna be fun. Thinking about each's face, Connor's soft and animated, Murphy's sharp, dark features remote. I grinned. Yeah, dating one of the McManus brothers was complicated, but it looked like dating both of them was gonna be a blast.