**Georgia's POV
“Georgia." Ethan's voice echoed through my dream of the butterfly garden pulling me from my sleep. “Hey, sleepy head. I need you to get up."
“It's not nice to wake a young lady up from her beauty sleep…" I mumbled, rubbing my eyes, yawning.
“Alright, my precious eight-year-old young lady. Get up now, for me."
I felt Ethan rubbing my head, and I protested, “Hey! Don't ruin my braids!"
As my eyes fluttered open, they were met by his blue eyes. I sighed like a grown-up–those trouble making blue eyes! Those teenage girls always talked about how striking they were, and I had heard enough of it!
Yes, I got it, my big brother was one of the best looking guys in the pack, and being his sister had lots of perks—I got candies, cute hair pins, and even free make-up from
