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I narrow e to have a ith the hipster bastard is so strong, I can taste it I kno assholes like this work, and I’d have to be ten feet underground before I’d let hiet into Maybe’s panties

Not that she’s not beautiful

But he doesn’t give a shit about some article for New York Weekly His true -face

“He was kidding” Maybe rolls her eyes, and Canyon shakes his head

“No, I wasn’t”

“See?” Lena grins “I told you he wasn’t kidding”

“Well, he should be kidding,” Maybe retorts, and before the photographer prick can respond ords I probably shouldn’t hear, a big, boisterous voice grabs everyone’s attention

“Milo fucking Ives! You have got to be kidding me!”

I turn around to find the one and only Caplin Hawkins striding toward rin on his face

“I’ll be a son of a bitch,” he crows “Sometimes, Mr Workaholic does come out to play!”

I roll rin when he slaps his ar “What are the daht? And at a fucking house party, at that”

But before I even get a chance to respond, Lena is stepping forward and shoving two hands into Cap’s chest

“Seriously, bro?” sheass showing up?”

He laughs “Aw, I love you too, little sis”

Little sis?

I glance back and forth between thenize the resemblance

Same eyes Same chin Same nose

Maybe’s new friend Lena is Cap’s sister

What are the damn odds?

Although, I can’t deny Lena is far -headed, good-looking bastard I call a friend And if she is anything like her older brother, I’ around with for the past feeeks

Maybe looks between us, obviously as surprised as I am that her friend is related to someone I know

“Maybe, this is my brother, Cap,” Lena introduces them, and her brother offers his infamous overly friendly smile

But by the ti, realization starts to show behind his eyes

“Wait…your name is Maybe?”

She nods, and immediately, he looks at me

“Evan’s sister, Maybe?”

Oh shit, here we go