Between Two Brothers — Episode 4

white tape wrapped around him over his chest and disappeared beneath the waistband of his shorts, the eldest Sinclair son, the one they had brought back from Ireland. Rice was marble. Roman was trouble with a pulse. He turned and his stare hit like a hand on my skin. in. I'm exploring. His mouth curved. Badly. The chain above the heavy bag snapped. Two hundred

pounds of leather and sand dropped. I caught the torn strap with one hand. The bag stopped inches above the mat. Ronan froze. Only then did I realize I was holding the entire thing off the So, you're the girl who stopped the SUV? He stepped closer. Close enough that I had to up. His eyes dropped to my mouth. And my brother's new fiancée.

By the next morning, I learned Sinclair Academy had two gods. Rye Sinclair was the official one. Perfect manners. Student council president.

Future heir. He barely spoke. People moved for him anyway. Ronan Sinclair was the dangerous one.

The Irish mistake. The transfer with blood on his record and tape around his knuckles. Rumor said he broke a senior's nose during his first week and walked out of detention before the dean finished speaking.

Rumor said three schools had asked him not to come back. And rumor also said a girl once climbed into his room after midnight and he threw her dress, shoes, and dignity into the hallway before locking the door. Good to know. One brother was ice with a family crest.