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Chapter 10 - Her

Author: Lin Daniels
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56
ALONSO POV

I glance down at my brother's choice of clothing and shake my head. "You do know it's still summer, right?"

I only receive his customary bored expression in return, and I chuckle in response.

"Remind me why we are going out for breakfast when we have a fucking chef waiting to tend to our every need?" Arc raises a dark eyebrow at me as he buckles himself in my truck.

I shrug. "Because I feel like going out."

"Didn't you have a brutal practice just this morning?" He runs his hand through his slightly longer hair.

You know what the problem is with being part of triplets? The fuckers can see straight through your bullshit.

My brothers know my schedule as if it's their own. I also pride myself on extreme discipline and routine, so whenever I do something out of the ordinary, they know immediately.

I usually don't hide anything from my brothers, but I can't tell them of my new little interest.

Because usually things don't turn out all too well when I have
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