Chapter Thirteen – Jaxon.
“So did you see much of her?” I sheepishly asked my brother, as we walked down the dusty shale path toward the village.
I am not sure why I am tormenting myself about this, given we have both decided not to pursue a relationship with the feisty girl, but my mind had found itself focusing on her all day whilst I learned all about the importance of spraying the olive and lemon trees that sat in the grounds of Sofia and Lorenzo’s home.
Elliot lets out a low groan, running his hand through his short hair.
“Jaxon, it was hell,” he tells me in our secret twin language.
“If I did not know better I would swear she was trying to seduce me. Only that could not be true, as she ignored me most of the day, and was only ever perfectly professional when she was forced t
