Chapter 39

Lyra

"Hey"

I rolled my eyes at the guy that approached me, his red hair unmistakable among the dancing crowd—I was pretty sure that was not his real hair color—and he sat down beside me.

Alfredo.

"Are you stalking me now or what?"

His lips turned up slightly in a smile. "Just enjoying the club."

"Yeah, and every other place I've been to?"

He picked up a drink, still smiling, "Just wanted to join your little party."

"Why? Because Adrian put you up to it."

His smile dimmed a little. "My brother doesn't tell me what to do."

"Oh, he's your brother?"

"Yes." He obviously missed my sarcasm because he added, "I thought you would have known that by now."

I rolled my eyes.

Of course, I had guessed that already. They looked quite similar, except for the blonde hair, of course, but apart from that, they had pretty much the same features.

"So are you the youngest or oldest?"

He turned fully to me, "Take a guess."

I pursed my lips, "Youngest."

"Why?"

"Because you look immature."

I smirked at the d