My Best Friend's Brother
His smile faltered, and he glanced from me to Joan and back again, some of his confidence draining away.
“Who’s the guy behind you?” he asked, his voice quieter now, as if lowering it would make me disappear.
Not a chance.
Joan sighed, glancing over her shoulder at me before answering.
“Nobody. He’s just my friend’s brother,” she said, and I glared at the back of her head.
Really?
Nico hesitated, shooting another glance my way. I tilted my head slightly, my eyes sending a clear warning.
“He looks... uh, kind of scary,” he mumbled, taking a step back.
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