“Marcus,” I said. “Your brother. I didn’t need another. He moved toward the door. “I’ve had a lot of bad luck to offset the amazing luck from the money, so at this point, I think just about anything is possible.”
Emily grabbed my hand and gave it a squeeze, giving me a tight-lipped smile; I returned it, feeling grateful to have her here with me. She wasn’t supposed to be standing in my vacation home-turned-drug den. “Hey.”
Natalie kissed him back, but—unable to take her eyes off me—it was a distracted reciprocation. Her hair was dark pink and shaved on the sides while the remainder was pulled back in a tight ponytail. I’ve also started Book 2, and Chapters 1 through 15 are already up. Erin did the same, looking around John and gasping at what we both saw. She stood about 6’3” tall, so she had a couple of inches on me.
