The St Patrick Series Book #3: Twin Trouble

Chapter 3: Pursuit

Bruce's POV
Anna.

Things were much easier when she was an adorable inquisitive child. As much as she was still defiant, she was easier to reason with. These days she is just rude especially when she feels she has earned a right to.

Her blonde hair is floating in the cool evening breeze as she lazily lays on a towel looking up at the sky. She is the Colonel's princess and mom is not her friend. Whenever she gets a ln opportunity, she gets away from home to spend time with me. Among my friends, it's only Ferrer and Sinclair who don't have siblings. The rest of us have one other sibling. I want to have more than two children. I'm thirty two years old. I need to let Danica go so that I can have a life. Right now I'm only a existing and it's miserable.

"Take over." I instructed one of the crew members on board. I walked over to my sister, my white linen shirt floating in the wind. It is soothing to be out at sea with the whole world away from us. We were in Amalfi and now we are moving south to Sicily. We will make a few stop overs in the towns along the coast. "Ready to talk?"

"Nice abs." She sat up and punched my abdomen only to cringe at how solid it is. "Damn Brucey! How much time do you spend at the gym?"

"My entire life." We laughed but only momentarily. "Are you still mad at me?"

"No. You were unfortunately right. That boy was just with me because daddy is freaking rich. Thank you for breaking his nose. He deserved it." This is not how she felt at that moment. She cursed me for wrecking what would have otherwise been her first time. "I didn't realize how hard it is to find a genuine boyfriend if you're a rich girl. All my friends are fake except for this one girl, she's nice to me and also sincere. I was thinking of inviting her to your yacht party."

"I'm cool with that." I smiled at my little sister. "Wait. That party is not for underage girls."

"I'm eighteen and I'm your sister Brucey. Just say you have to babysit."

"And the other girl?"

"I'm babysitting my friend." She laughed. "I promise you won't even see us and we won't drink. Will Ferrer be there?" She bit her lip.

This damn crush still lingers.

"Yes. Will you ask him to marry you?" I teased her. "If he says yes I'll break his perfect nose."

Ferrer and my sister have a big age difference between them. I have nothing against age difference if the parties involved are of legal age and the emotions are true and sincere. If anything, age difference serves its purpose.

"Will he say yes?" Anna narrowed her blue eyes. "Do you think he likes me? Be honest Brucey. Do I stand a chance with the hot Spanish doctor?"

"He has a son. He's also interested in someone else. I'm sorry munchkin but he's not Mr right." Anna is genuinely disappointed. I think she's really in love with Ferrer. "You'll find the right guy someday. Just be patient."

"What about you? No girlfriends? Take of your shirt and walk the streets of New York and I promise you'll have nothing short of a female army."

I glanced far out at sea. I have been thinking about Daniella too much. "I met a girl."

"Are you serious?" Anna clapped her hands. "When do I meet her?"

"Slow down munchkin. I haven't even declared my intentions. We just exchanged names."

"Your game is so off Brucey! You used to bed them fast! Give me her name and number and I'll have her ready to walk down the aisle by the end of summer!"

"What?" Marriage is too far a thought. I haven't even asked her out just yet.

"You know, weddings..."