Never Again

Chapter 12

It was later the next day; Kozik and Happy had already left for the SAMTAC clubhouse, needing to pick up their belongings and say goodbye to their brothers. While they were busy, Cora and Cath remained at Cora's apartment, boxing up all of her things.

They were going through her bedroom closet, packing away her clothes. A few times, Cath stopped to gape at some of the outfits her sister had. When it came to fashion, the two were most definitely polar opposites. Cath was all about comfortability rather than formality.

"I don't know how you can walk around in a pencil skirt all day," Cath gawked, holding up one of her sister's skirts, wrinkling her nose. "These look uncomfortable."

Cora merely shrugged. "They're not awful," she countered. "I think they look nice, more professional." She took a moment to study the outfit that Cath had on, which was just a crop top and a pair of sweatpants "Certainly better than what you have on."

Cath rolled her eyes playfully at her twin before tossing the skirt into one of the boxes, picking up the next piece of clothing.

As they continued cleaning through her closet, Cora found her mind drifting away, the memory of her nighttime chat with Kozik rising to the surface. It seemed that the blonde biker was always around when she needed someone to vent to about her thoughts and feelings.

There was something about him that was comforting and trustworthy, and she liked talking to him. He didn't seem as emotionally closed off as some of the others club members. He wasn't cold or intimidating, and there was something about him that was relatable rather than off-putting.

It wasn't often that Cora warmed up to people so quickly. She was cordial with everyone she met, but she was slow to open up and talk about her innermost feelings. But with Kozik, things were different. Something about him felt familiar; she could talk freely with him, and that was something that she could do with very few others.

Cath looked to her sister, watching as Cora got lost in thought, staring blankly as she sorted through her clothes. "You okay?" Cath asked. When Cora gave no response, she tossed a shirt at her. "Earth to Cora!"

Cora blinked, pulling herself away from her thoughts, giving a nod to her sister. "Yeah, I'm alright," she replied. "Just thinking."

A smirk overtook Cath's face. "Bet I know who you're thinking about," she teased.

"Shut up." Cora rolled her eyes, knowing exactly what Cath was getting at; she was inquiring about Kozik. "We're just friends," she replied with a wave of her hand, dismissing the question.

"You sure?" Cath inquired devilishly.

Cora frowned, shooting a glare in her twin's direction. "Yes, we're just friends," she confirmed.

"I'm not so convinced," Cath mused, picking up another one of Cora's skirts as she spoke. "The moment Kozik walks into a room, you start grinning like a fool," she snickered and tossed the skirt into a nearby box.

"What are you suggesting?" Cora asked, raising an eyebrow.

Her twin shrugged in response. "Nothing," she admitted casually. "Just making observations." She cast Cora another smirk before looking back down at the clothes in front of her, sifting through them.

Cora grumbled to herself, trying to brush away the thoughts that Cath's prying had brought to mind. "We're just friends. I'm not looking for romance," she muttered, "and he wouldn't go for someone like me anyway. I'm sure he's got plenty of croweaters to choose from."