"Whoa...dude, take it easy," Connor raised his hands in surrender.
Luna peeked inside. "Should I call security?" she asked.
"No, it's okay," Connor shook his head no. Luna went back to her desk with a worried expression on her face.
"What is the meaning of this?" Ansel held his phone up to show us the f*******: status. "You married my sister when I told you to stay away from her? That's my f*****g twin sister you are messing with!"
"Calm down, Ansel. We aren't married. I would've invited you. This is just one of Connor's dumb pranks. Fix it, Connor!" I told Connor.
"It was a joke, but I have to tell you something," Connor turned to Ansel.
Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it.
"I love Anya."
Dammit, he said it.
"I told you not to go after her!" Ansel roared and grabbed Connor's
