I had been living with the twins for a little over a month now and hardly saw them at home during the week, other than to say goodnight or good morning in some cases. Between their work schedule and mine I mainly saw them at the bar when I came out of the office to get a break before they came in and forced me to take one. The weekends during the day, and after Mass on Sunday, were really the only times we hung out at all, usually Rocco would join us on these and he would help me make dinner for us all before we piled around the TV to eat to whichever movie was playing on a channel that the antenna could pick up, Rocco sitting either on the floor or on one of the four mismatched chairs from the card table that doubled as the kitchen table, and I always ended up sitting in between Conner and Murphy.

In this time with them though, Doc had made me his manager as well. So now I was in charge of all the ordering to keep things in stock as well as the accounting since I was up there all the time anyway and could not drink there yet. Tonight was one of those nights where they had an early shift and I was working late. Usually one or both of them would stay late just to walk me home, even though it was just a block away. I was surprised tonight to see Rocco's head pop in the office.

"What can I do for you Roc?" Rocco gave me a lopsided smile at my adoption of the name the boys called him.

"Doc is closing up, come on. Walking you home tonight." I gave him a smile and sighed. One of the boys must have put him up to this. Conner most likely. Since moving in they have become more protective and more affectionate. I was not sure what to make of it. They were usually touchy with people and with each other. I guess they were just amping it up with me to show I was accepted?

"Okay, let's go." I stood up and stretched a bit before putting my jacket and scarf on, Rocco crooked his arm out in an exaggerated Southern gentleman kind of way and I laughed as I looped mine through his and waved goodnight to Doc. Once in the cold night air Rocco lit up a cigarette for me then himself.

"So how is living with the boys?"

"It's good."

"You know. They never did anything like this before."

"What? Have a roommate? Can't imagine that anyone was insane enough before me to even contemplate it." I cracked a grin in Rocco's direction as we walked.

"Yeah, male or female. Never needed to. The two of them only need each other in this life. Not saying they haven't had a girl over for a bit in the past, but never so far as to move one in. You get what I am trying to say?"

"I'm not sure I do. What are you trying to tell me Roc?" I stopped walking and it forced him to stop as well.

"A new girl every week is how they've always worked. You see them with any girl since they met you?" I thought about it for a moment, shaking my head no. The I was stuck, something about the way Rocco was phrasing things and pausing oddly was not making any sense for my brain to process in this late hour.

"No, and why do you keep saying them and girl. There are two of them so shouldn't it be girls?" I dropped the spent cigarette on the ground and stepped on it. Rocco's face took a serious expression and he looked down at me.

"The two share everything girlie. Everything. Don't judge them too harshly, never heard one of their conquests complaining, but there must be something special about you for them to move you in and keep you close. The amount of flirting they have been doing with you must be frustrating the hell out of them with you not returning their attention."

"They have been flirting?" Rocco sighed and rubbed a hand over his face.

"You haven't noticed? Those two are so wrapped up in you it is not funny. Well it's fuckin' hilarious for the rest of us to watch. Look, last thing I am going to say on this. If you don't return their affections just let them know, no hard feelings. Just don't string along my friends." I thought back on all the times they pushed the hair out of my face, kissed my cheek softly or took my hand for no reason at all, Southern life left me more affectionate with friends than most so it didn't cause me any pause when they did it. Warmth filled my now rapidly beating heart as I thought on it from this new angle. Then the panic set in, with wide eyes I looked up at Rocco.

"This is why I need to make friends that are girls Roc. Can you be a girl for a moment?" At his reluctant nod I continued looking at the ground as I spoke.

"I like them, I do. Thought I was a bit of a hussy for liking them both like that. What woman wouldn't. I was content to be living with great eye candy friends, but...I am not sure how to go about this...thing you are suggesting."

"I suggest get naked and let them take the lead. Now let's get you home before you freeze." We made the rest of the trip in silence and he dropped me off at the door and waited until I had it unlocked before starting to walk away.

"You know what Rocco?" He stopped walking, then turned to look at me with a raised eyebrow.

"What?"

"You make a horrible girl." I walked into the apartment and locked the door on Rocco's loud laughter and my breath caught in my throat as Conner and Murphy sat up from sleep simultaneously with identical raised eyebrows on their sleepy features.

"What was that all about there lass?" Conner asked this, voice rough with sleep and after the conversation with Rocco just moments before...The sound of his voice and the shirtless wonders they were was setting my heart beating just a bit too fast.

"No-nothing. Night." I could hear my voice cracking into a squeak and was glad for the darkness that covered the heat of a blush I could feel rising up my face as I ran up the stairs to the relative safety of my room. I had been lying in my bed for hours, sunlight was just starting to make an appearance and I could hear the boys downstairs quietly moving around to get ready for work not to disturb the sleeping me they thought I was.

The conversation with Rocco had been playing over and over in my head when I heard the sound of the showers starting up and twin exclamations over the still ice cold water. As quickly as the water started it stopped and shortly after that I heard the front door close then the locks being turned. Sleep was still not in the cards for me so I got up and started the water running in the shower and gathered up clothes to change into. I showered, not minding the cold water for once, then put on clothes and dried my hair before putting it up into a loose bun and started to gather up my dirty clothes to take them to the laundromat. As I made my way downstairs again and I saw the boys discarded clothing in piles by their beds so I added them and their bedding to my growing pile and headed out the door.

By the time the laundry was done drying it was getting too crowded to fold the laundry there so I gathered it back up into the laundry bags and made my way back to the apartment. The place was empty still so I made their beds with the now clean linen then made my way up the stairs to my room and deposited all the rest of the clothing on the bed so I could get to folding. I lost track of time as I folded and put away my clothing then sat in the middle of my bed to start in on the piles of the boys clothing. Laundry was always a good focus for my mind. So when I heard the locks turn in the door downstairs, I was pretty sure I would not make a complete idiot of myself when I saw them.

"Sadie lass, you home?" Murphy called out as he entered the apartment.

"Upstairs." I could hear him and Conner bounding up the stairs and they stopped short as they surveyed the scene.

"You washed our clothes?" Conner stated this as a question.

"Yeah, that was okay wasn't?" I suddenly worried they would be mad about this.

"Why?" Murphy asked this and the two of them had genuine looks of confusion and curiosity on their faces.

"Couldn't really sleep and I had to do my laundry and figured since I was there it would save you a trip." I looked down at the shirt I was folding as I said this so I missed the conversation they were having with their faces. They moved fast and each took up a seat at my side and wrapped an arm around me, Conner over my shoulders and Murphy around my waist, their fingers were gently stroking my skin at my collar bone and hip, making my senses hum. With shaky hands I finished folding the shirt in my hands and placed it on the now finished pile of their clean clothes.

"You are something special there Sadie." Murphy took his free hand and turned my face to his and kissed me gently on the lips then got up and took the pile of clothing with him as he exited the room. I then heard him yelling. "Jesus Christ, she cleaned and made the beds too!"

Conner then retorted out of habit it seemed. "Lord's name, Murph" Then turned his attention full force back to me. "He's right you know. You are something special, now get dressed, after we get cleaned up we're going to the bar." Conner took both of his hands and placed them on my cheeks and kissed me in much the same way that Murphy had before leaving the room as well. Looks like the boys were stepping up the game and I am not sure I can survive the night if that is the case.