Page 7 of Tempting Me

I have just under four months to make a new plan, execute it, and prove to my parents The Marina is worth saving.

And right now, I seem to be alone in this goal.

CHAPTER TWO

LUCA

What the fuck is happening?

As if it’s the most natural thing in the world, I watch as Miles, my twin brother, mind you—clearly twin telepathy or whatever isn’t a real thing—places his hand on the lower back of his mortal enemy.

All right, all right. Mortal enemy might be a stretch, but that doesn’t change the fact that my brother is cozying up to Quinn Banks right now.

In public.

At our older brother Hudson’s bar.

And Miles seems to be enjoying himself.

I’d slap myself if I weren’t in so much shock right now.

He can’t stand Quinn.

She’s … she’s … well, there’s nothing wrong with her, to be fair, but Miles thinks everything about her is wrong.

Her lifestyle. Her hair. Her smile. Her … shit, yeah, okay, I get it now.

Still, when in the hell did this happen, and how did I miss it?

Miles looks at me quickly but then glances away.

That’s right. Don’t look me in the eye. I’ll know what you’re thinking.

In fact, I’ll probably?—

A truck speeding by the big window that reveals Main Street steals my attention.

Anderson Construction.

What.

The.

Fuck.

I get up abruptly and walk out the door to watch not one, not two, but three trucks go by. They head down Main Street, a lot faster than the speed limit allows, in the direction that leads out of town.

Good.

Bye-bye. Don’t let the allegiance of our small town kick you in the ass on your way to the highway.

Assholes.

I still can’t believe they accepted a job here anyway.

Loyalty is one of the most important traits a person could have, and the person who hired those greedy fuckers is lacking far more than they’ll ever admit.

I can’t blame her completely. She’s close with her family the way I am with my own. If I were ever in that situation, I’d pick my family too.

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