Between Two Brothers — Episode 2

My grandson needs a fiancee one year you keep up appearance in exchange your grandfather's surgery your sister's mortgage your father's restaurant, and a full scholarship to Sinclair Academy. She reached across the table and took my hand. A girl who can stop a car with one hand should not be wasting her life behind a diner counter.

My grandpa needed the surgery. The diner was bleeding cash. I did the math. Fine.

But I want dental, too. My sister Lena squeezed my hand under the table. Rich people throw away food that still has a future. Pack leftovers.

By Sunday night, I was dragging two suitcases up the front steps of Sinclair The driver offered to help. I said I had it. Then I pulled one suitcase so hard, the wheel snapped off and rolled down the stone path. The front door opened. Reese Sinclair stood inside shirtless, damp hair, a towel around

his neck. His eyes dropped to the broken suitcase handle in my fist. Did the suitcase offend you? It looked expensive. I panicked. Bryce paused, like he had not expected me to answer Then his face went cold again. Rule one, don't touch me unless cameras are watching. Rule two, don't call me your fiance unless my family's in the room. Rule three, don't mistake this

a love story he turned to walk away then stopped my grandmother chose you herself she has never chosen anyone for me before not even elena i don't know what she sees in a diner girl from the east side his eyes held mine but i am going to find out that night the housekeeper handed me a small