Contract With Big Brother-in-law
Eventually, with my arms full, I found Nicholas still in the fantasy section. He was engrossed in a thick hardcover, his brow furrowed in concentration.
“Find something good?” I asked, approaching him.
“Possibly. But I think you might like this one.” He handed me a paperback with an image of a woman wielding a sword on the front.
I read the title aloud. “‘The Lycan Chronicles.’ Hmm, never heard of it.”
“It’s a fantasy series,” he explained, still flipping through his own book. “Great world-building, complex characters...” He glanced up and smirked. “Plus, it has some... steamy scenes.”
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