Here is the next installment.
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After reuniting with family at their grandparents, Rory and Camirra rode to their mother's home. Gunther and Christy were staying with Dawn and Derrick for the first night, and then they would stay with Nick and Jasmine before returning home. Marvin invited Brandon and Brian to stay with him. He did so to keep Darius from grilling the two men. Rory was staying with her Mom and stepfather, Jason. Camirra had her own apartment nearby, and after the first night or two Rory was staying with her. Tonight, both girls would sleep at their Mom's house because they wanted more time with their sisters.
"OK, so what's going on between you and Brandon?" Rory asked as her sister drove.
"Nothing, he just helped with dishes that's all. He seems nice." Camirra added.
Yes, if Camirra and Brandon get together, things will be perfect.
Rory thought.
"Don't. Don't play matchmaker, Rory. I won't set myself up again." Camirra added, knowing her sisters tendency to plan things.
Trying to encourage her sister, Rory sighed and stated, "Camirra, Charles is gone. You made a mistake. Come on, you have to take a chance and get out there."
Camirra sighed, "Rory, it's scary. Charles seemed like a nice guy at first, too."
"He fooled you." Rory stated, "He fooled a lot of people. But you are safe now. Besides, I swear Brandon is a nice guy. After you visited us, he asked about you all of the time. I have a suggestion. Over the next few days, the four of us can go out. If you still are uncomfortable with him, I'll drop it, OK."
Never able to deny her twin, Camirra agreed. Rory cheered. Camirra and Brandon were perfect for each other.
At Marge and Marvin's home the older couple showed the young men to their room. Marvin really liked these two and knew that they would treat his granddaughters well. But for tonight, he was back up security for his son.
Marge shook her head. He was a messy old man, and needed to stay out of it. But after Charles, she knew he was going to make sure he knew these young men. Marge smiled at them and gave her husband a pointed look. She knew they needed rest. "I know you boys are tired. Go on to your rooms and rest. I'll call you in the morning for breakfast." She added. Brandon smiled, and answered, "Wait, Mrs. Granger, you're going to feed us again. Hey, Brian, I want to live here now." He teased.
Marvin hugged his wife, "Young man, find your own wife this one's mine. But I'll let her make you breakfast this time."
Brian laughed, "Thank you sir and please don't pay Brandon any attention. He tried to steal Rory from me when she made pasta for our second date."
Marvin smiled, "The salad with crab meat and tiny shrimp, diced and sliced cucumbers in a creamy Italian sauce?" He asked.
Brandon and Brian smiled, remembering the scrumptious meal. "Yes, sir."
"That's the one her grandmother made to hook me over forty years ago. Delicious, but then I found out her other talents. I had to marry that girl before Earl Watson caught her eye." Marvin chuckled, and the twins shared a look. This was going to be an interesting visit.
"Hush Marvin. These boys don't need to hear those old tales." She admonished.
Brandon tried to look offended, then he laughed, "That's OK," He thought, "Maybe, I can get someone to cook for me soon." He smiled.
Marge laughed, "I'm going to bed. You three are too much." She kissed her husband on the cheek and went to her room.
Marvin sighed, "That woman right there means the world to me. We grew up together. When she turned eighteen and I was twenty, I already knew she was it for me. I proposed on her eighteenth birthday and she accepted. Her daddy told me one thing and I promised him that I would never leave her side. For decades, I have kept my word." He sighed.
Facing the twins, he continued, "Brian, don't rush. Make sure this is what you want because, Rory may seem tough, but she is so sensitive, so sweet. She wears her heart on her sleeve." Brian smiled. Her grandfather was alright.
Then Marvin turned to Brandon, "You like Camirra Lace. Now that girl is a fighter. She was the quieter of the two, but she is a survivor. You will have to earn her trust and son it won't be easy. She has had some hard knocks," He smiled. "Now, don't tell my son, but I'm rooting for you two boys. Make my girls happy. My wife is waiting. You know, if you wait a little while, Dee and Jason will be sleep and maybe the girls will want to see you." He winked.
Brian and Brandon laughed. Marvin and Marge reminded them of their grandparents.
The two men retired to Brian's room for the next few days to talk. "So you and Camirra?" Brian asked.
"She's sweet. I like her. You think we could get her to go with us tomorrow?" He asked.
"Let me call my baby, and I'll let you know." Brian answered.
Brandon smiled, and Brian laughed. "You really like her? Man that is great." He exclaimed.
"Why are you shocked? You are in love with her sister, right? I remember when she visited. She was so serious, I stayed away from you guys her whole visit. Did you even mention me?" He replied. They laughed then Brian's phone rang.
"Hello" He answered, seeing Rory's number.
"Hey, can you convince Brandon to go shopping with us?" She asked and Brian burst out laughing.
"Who do you think told me to ask?" Brian laughed. Rory laughed and Camirra watched her grinning.
Rory sighed, "I miss you. See you early."
"Miss you, too." Brian whispered. "Your grandma promised us breakfast, so we'd better sleep."
"You lucky jokers," Rory laughed as they both said good night and hang up. Soon she and Camirra were fast asleep.
Brian smiled at his brother, who for the first time since they were kids stared at him wide-eyed. "Guess who will be joining us when we go Christmas shopping after dinner tomorrow?"
Brandon laughed, "Her sister, please say her sister"
"Yes," Shaking his head, flabbergasted, "You really like her?" He queried.
Brandon smiled, "It's something about her. When I met her a few months ago, she was not impressed by me. She saw right through me, and that right there. Well, you know. No woman has ever not been interested in me."
Brian waited as Brandon continued. Between the two of them, Brandon was the one women wanted. Yes, they were identical, but his brother somehow was more outgoing than he was. He remembered when he first introduced Rory to him. He was terrified that she would prefer Brandon as well. Well, she took care of that fear and they had been together ever since.
"Well, remember, she has had a hard time. Don't rush her." Brian added.
Brandon laughed, "Son, I know you are not trying to give me advice about women. I taught you everything you know. I can handle this."
"Well, she is not like the usual women you've dated. She is not a fly girl, or a roundabout chick. She is a woman, like her sister. She is full grown Bran, and she will be my sister in law in a few months, so I have to step up." Brian explained.
Brandon nodded and smiled, "I hear ya."
Soon they dozed, before long, both were fast asleep.
*****
Meanwhile, Gunther wanted to talk to Christy. She was an agent and kept her job secret.
"Christy, I want you to know that I love you. You never have to hide from me. You are an agent. My baby girl is a federal agent." He smiled, and Christiana took a deep breath.
She hugged her father. "Dad, I'm safe and happy. My team is one of the best in the bureau. You have no need to ever worry."
Gunther sighed, "You're wrong. I do worry."
Christiana was confused, "Why, daddy?" She queried confused.
"The guy that stopped by, who was he?" He asked.
Christy froze. Gunther forced himself remained calm. His daughter was beautiful He and Nick had many worries when she and Rosa grew into their beauty. When Rosa married, Christy was happy for her friend but secretly she feared their friendship would be forever altered.
Years ago she wanted to become an agent. Gunther was afraid she'd get hurt, so he encouraged her to take another position. His daughter like her mother, and her aunt had her own mind. She did what she needed for herself, and he was proud.
"Daddy, he is my boss. A few weeks ago we were on a case and things went a bit too far. It was nothing And I'm fine." She explained.
Gunther waited, "Christy?" He whispered.
"Daddy, he is not right for me. He's too serious and rarely jokes. He'll probably meet a woman like him and I'll be forgotten. Besides, his family would ask about my mom and..." She looked away.
"Christiana, your mother loved you. Olga worked so hard to take care f you. She died, and I hate that you lost her, but she made sure she had someone get you home. She made sure you made it to your family. You have no reason to feel shame" He explained.
Christy shook herself. "I'm not ashamed, daddy. Momma's death is why I wanted to be an agent. I had her case reopened. My boss did so as a favor for me. I went through the files, and read the autopsy reports. Death by accident. Did you know she used steroids? Her organs were shutting down." Christy sniffed. "In her file, I found some letters they never released. She wrote to me. She knew she was dying. I have to do this, solve these cases for her dad. I messed up though. Now, I may have to request a transfer across the country or simply resign."