LYRAI stare at my brother, who is staring at Zane. Zane is, apparently, oblivious to the fact that he has just stepped directly into the path of an oncoming train. Or he just isn’t bothered, which, okay, seems a lot more likely. The man is just sitting there with one arm draped casually over the back of the couch. His expression is infuriatingly calm, even when Alex’s isn’t.My brother’s jaw is still clenched, his arms folded firmly across his chest, and there is a very specific look in his eyes that tells me he is already imagining several different ways this day could end. None of them involve Zane walking away unscathed.Zane’s gaze flicks to me briefly, and something soft passes in his eyes. I’m not sure what it is, but it loosens the knot in my stomach just a little bit. “All right,” Zane finally sighs. “Then I shall simply sit in,” he says, his voice sounding completely indifferent. Wait what? One of Alex’s eyebrows rises, probably just as surprised as I am about Zane conc
Read more