Enticing An Angel
skylight installed into the vaulted ceiling. The first thing
either of them noticed was a man about Michael's age and build,
leaning against the marble topped island and drinking beer from a
bottle. However, he had a more rugged appearance than the man who
was now entering the house. His hair was shorter, his face more
chiseled, and he sported a tan. All of which spoke to a man that
worked outside with his hands.
    "Asshole," the man said with a nod of
greeting as he took a sip of beer.
    "You must be Brian," Melanie said as she
chuckled. She found the cavalier greeting of the man to be funny.
He didn't appear to mean the comment. For all she could determine,
he might as well have been Dagger with her signature "Sup?"
    Brian scrutinized the woman that had
addressed him. He seemed to have missed her entry with Michael, but
now that he noticed her, he took the time to take a good look.
    "Now, what the hell did my brother say to you
to allow you to recognize me that easily?"
    "Oh, he just said you’re the second oldest
and work in construction. He also said you like to curse. I can see
by your muscles that you must workout or have a job that keeps them
toned."
    "Yeah, well my pansy brother has to go to a
gym. Us real men get muscles from real jobs," Brian said, still
eyeing Melanie carefully.
    "Real jobs?" Michael said. "Seriously?"
    "Look Bro, you design the shit, I'm the one
that has to read that chicken scratch you architects printout so an
actual building can be built."
    Melanie walked up to Brian and eyed his arms
carefully. She turned her head from side to side; from Michael and
Brian's perspective, she was either confused or curious. Brian's
arm was bent as he held a beer close to his mouth so the muscles
were easy to see and Melanie reached out and poked it. She then
poked Brian's ribs and unceremoniously lifted his shirt to see the
muscle tone.
    Brian looked at Michael oddly. What the
hell is this? he seemed to say with his eyes.
    Michael just shrugged his shoulders. He had
no idea.
    Melanie finished her inspection and then
appeared bored or appeased, or perhaps her attention was needed
elsewhere. The men couldn't discern.
    "Well, you’re a little pipsqueak aren't you?"
Brian said as he looked down.
    "Uh huh," she said without giving him much
attention.
    Her focus was now turned to the interior of
the house, and the men watched as she glanced around, nodding her
head with approval. Brian's face contorted with confusion.
    "Michael, who is this piece of tail?"
    "Seriously, Brian?" Michael asked in
return.
    Brian was unable to answer as another man
came into the kitchen from a side opening which appeared to be an
entryway to a formal dining room.
    "Michael!" he cried out as he entered and the
two brothers headed toward each other.
    "Nathan, how are you?" Michael asked as he
took his little brother in a bear hug and proceeded to lift him off
the floor.
    "Ah," Nathan called out.
    Melanie watched the affair and came to
Michael's side. When Nathan was returned safely to the ground, she
looked up at him with a scrunched face. Nathan noticed the woman at
his brother's side and looked down at her with confusion as she
eyed him with curiosity.
    Nathan was shorter than his brothers by a few
inches, slimmer of build, with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes.
While his build was slimmer, he was still toned, and his body type
gave him a more fit appearance than his older brothers. While
Michael and Brian were buff, Nathan was athletic, perhaps the body
of a runner rather than a weightlifter.
    "Who the hell is this?" Nathan asked as he
looked at Michael and Brian. As his eyes fell on Brian, the man
just shrugged his shoulders.
    "I have no fucking clue," he said as he took
a sip of his beer.
    "I'm Michael's piece of tail," Melanie said
plainly.
    Brian spit his beer back into his bottle and
had to cover his mouth as he laughed. Nathan just looked at her as
if she had just told him the world was about to end. Michael
snorted himself and shook

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