QUOTE : Seamus tossed down two of his cards. “Hell. I’d train her if Tristan asked me. Wouldn’t mind seeing that pretty face every day.”<br />I studied my cards, pretending not to hear him.<br />“Maybe I should offer to work with her,” he said. “Free you up so you can get back to doing what you love.”<br />My jaw tightened.<br />“You go kill things, and I’ll show the lass some Irish moves. Win-win situation for both of us, right?”<br />The cards in my hand began to buckle.<br />“Ha!” Seamus gave Niall a victorious grin. “Pay up, bro.”<br />Niall’s mouth turned down. “You don’t even like that album.”<br />“I said it wasn’t my favorite one, but you know I like all of Johnny Cash’s stuff.”<br />“Since when?”<br />I stared at the two brothers with a mix of irritation and confusion.<br />“What are you two going on about?” Chris asked.<br />Seamus looked at me with a smug expression. “I told Niall you had it bad for the lass. He said she was too young and sweet to interest you. We made a friendly wager, which he just lost.”<br />“You don’t have proof he’s into her,” Niall argued. “He just might not want your ugly mug around her.”<br />Seamus snorted. “You do realize we’re identical twins.”<br />“I’m still better looking.