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I watched Ryan's back as he left the theater. What just happened? Tyler walked towards me, and I collapsed in his arms. "We need to work on your negotiation skills," he murmured. I groaned as he chuckled. "Do you want to do this?" All humor left my brother's voice. I lifted my head to make eye contact. His face was fierce. "Ryan is used to getting his way. I won't let him hurt you. If you want me to talk to him, tell me", Tyler implores. I watched him for a moment before shaking my head tiredly. Did I think Ryan's motivation was more obligation than attraction? Yes. Did I think we would end up together? No. Was I foolishly hopeful? No. His main point was right. Twins were going to be a lot. Tyler was gracious enough to ask me to move in with him. I couldn't do that to him. I also