Ch. 8 Brothers

Dillon’s POV

It was late evening when I left the office and I’d already missed dinner. But I wasn’t particularly hungry so I decided just to head home. When I walked into the suite at the packhouse, the sound of girls giggling was almost enough to make me turn around and leave again. I knew that laughter all too well. Zoe was here.

Again, I found myself wishing I could understand why the girl was such a hellion when it came to me. A beautiful hellion, gorgeous really, but a hellion nonetheless. What had I done to earn her hatred?

I watched her interact with other people. Let’s face it, watching Zoe was a bit of an obsession for me. But she was sweet as pie to everyone else. With me, she was sassy, argumentative, and just plain insulting most of the time.

It hadn’t always been that way. I could still remember a time when she would be all smiles and adorable blushes around me. All of that changed like turning off a light switch. And I felt like if I could just understand why, I