A woman is mistaken for a man, and the misunderstanding draws her into an unexpected romance that changes both their lives. When a child enters the picture, hidden identities and the truth about who she really is threaten everything they have built.
Actually, the only things Julian and I had in common were eyes, a nose, and a mouth. That was literally it. But I jumped on it. They say people start to look alike after spending enough time together. We've been around each other since we were in diapers.
Probably more than most brothers. Julian's gaze stayed on Adrian. He let a small smile cross his face. I suppose they do say that.
But I knew him too well. He didn't believe a word of it. He was just letting it go. That night, Theodore threw a big welcome back party.
All my friends were there, Julian included. If you could even call him that. Glasses clinked. Laughter echoed across the room.
I spent the whole night trying to get drunk. My logic. Blackout means untouchable. Julian couldn't corner me if I couldn't stand straight.
It backfired completely. Instead of backing off, Julian just waited out the party. Then dragged me out himself. He pushed open a hotel room door and dropped me onto the bed. My head was spinning. I had no idea how much trouble I was in.
The second I hit the mattress, all I wanted was out of these clothes. Who was that woman from three years ago? Is Adrian my son? He figured a drunk person couldn't lie.
What he didn't count on was that I was too drunk to even hear the questions. It's too hot. These clothes are killing me. Julian stood over the bed. Then I actually started to spend my whole life passing as a Why did you run? Did you think I'd expose you? Or do you just hate me?