Let's not contradict ourselves

MITCH

“Am I the only one still thinking about Summer's scent yesterday?” I lifted an eyebrow at my brothers, who were working hard on the desktops.

“I'm still pondering about that,” Miles looked up, his reply instantaneous. “I said nothing at first because I thought you guys would think I'm crazy for talking about it.”

“Same.” Mike glanced up from his system. “I'm still disturbed. Somehow, the scent is familiar. Like we have met someone with such an odd smell. It's strange, though. That's not the human odour we are used to.”

“What if he's not a human?” I blurted out, looking up at them. “Have you thought about that?”

“Yep.” Miles nodded, while Mike looked like it was the first time something like that had passed through his mind.

“That was my thought when I perceived it.” I sat up, still looking at them. “What do you say we do?”

“What else? We will just watch things out. Since our baby girl said she knows who he is, and went to college together, I doubt there's anything wrong