Erica
I hugged my brother- in- law tightly and realized that I had missed him. His big hand patted my back a few times before he pulled back and straightened. He was a tall man with a bearing of someone that belonged to a royal family, considering he was an heir to a dukedom before he decided to rule the New Orleans it was given. But still, he stood out different from the way he carried himself, to the way he looked. Broad shoulders, sharp cheekbones and midnight hair. The softness in his blue eyes reserved only for a few people that were important to him gave me comfort after what happened in the class.
I asked, “Where is Summer?”
“You will meet her at the hotel. We are having dinner together.” I fell in step beside him as he started walking. He said, “I will wait for you to change an
