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EMILY'S POV.

My hand grazes slightly over his cheeks, the same odd a mile remained on his face even when he was asleep, lazily I yawned and stretched to my fill length as I made say into the bathroom, I had gotten quite tired of wagering into an argument with him, he pawned on my w.otioms already and it wasn't like we both had any reason to throw a fuss.

Yes, maybe I was still jealous of his audience who he lied to me about, but I could not keep my head wrapped around the fact that a girl had actually rejected him to be with his brother.

I turned from the shower, buried my body beneath it as the water ran from my hair down to my toes, he really did seem like one of a kind and it did a number on me merely thinking of how and why it was possible that a man looked as gorgeous and breathtaking as he did.

And now, to speak of his brother, what qualities was it that he probably processed to have gotten someone like Luke to stay in the shadows, shy and even ashamed to speak of it..

I turned