"Well, I'm not sure exactly where we are but we were lucky to ditch next to this small island, so even though we lost a $60 million aircraft, at least we're alive. We were flying to Tahiti and then we hit the craziest turbulence I've ever seen. Then the plane went down."
"Why was I going to Tahiti?"
"You were going with us, Alex and Sebastian Drummond." The other man interrupted.
"He means Alex," he indicated himself, "and Sebastian," he pointed his twin.
"Jesus Sebastian, can't you see she's confused enough as it is? Leave off with the bad jokes and just introduce yourself already."
"I already did, little brother. How about you come clean and stop joking around?"
Melanie felt nauseous. These were the names that had been in her head all right and for some reason, the name Sebastian didn't sit right with her.
She needed to know which was which, even if she wasn't sure why. She struggled out of the men's arms and backed away up the sand. She looked up and both men were following her with pleading eyes.
"Please, Melanie."
"Melanie, it's okay really."
Was this heaven or hell? She couldn't tell. Both men were gorgeous -- the most gorgeous she had ever seen. They were both in tatters from the wreck but even in rags, together they looked like some crazy ad for Calvin Klein underwear. Both were tanned, chiseled, ripped, tall, beautiful floppy dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, rugged looks, and an intensity about them that promised absolute care and devotion to her.
Her head began to spin and both men came to their knees springing towards her, their strong arms extended to give her support.
"Stay away!" She shouted. As much as she would have loved to be gathered up by either of them, she wouldn't let either of these guys touch her until she had figured out who was who and what was what.
Tahiti? What a ridiculous story! Probably they were both lying and they were on some small private beach somewhere in California.
"Please." They begged.
"Melanie, you have to believe us, we just want to take care of you. That's all."
"That's right, Melanie. Look, we don't know each other that long but you have to trust me..."
"Stop right there." She said firmly. "First off, I need to know who is who."
"I'm Alex." One of them shouted, still on his knees his chest heaving with anxious desire.
"No he's not, for God's sake Melanie, I don't know what game he's playing, but this is my brother Sebastian." He put one big hand to his brother's chest and pushed him back.