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“I’m River, it’s so nice to meet you”

“What an interesting nahtly

“It’s where I was born,” I shrug His eyebrows skyrocket in question, his attention now piqued

Not very many people are born in rivers It’s quite unsanitary But that word sums up the entirety of Shallow Hill

“But that’s a story for another day,” I laugh, hoping—praying—he’ll e of reluctance, the unusual birthplace intriguing to him I haven’t even told Ryan that story yet Not that he’s ever asked

It’s not a happy story anyway Maybe he assu because he loves me

Or he’s just a dick and I’m delusional

Just as I relax, a god walks through the foyer At first, I’ out that Zeus’ evil, sexier twin is walking around in the human realm would make me sound crazy

But then Ryan tenses into solid stone next to me Maybe he has Medusa’s powers?

Julie ushers thean introduction

Please don’t

He’s tall—over six feet, but I’ve never been good at guessing heights Ink black hair, a little longer on top than the sides, vivid green eyes that rival the grass outside, and tattoos Tattoos everywhere

“Are you his brother?” The question is out before I can stop it I carefully arrange e long enough to turn his head to glare at me The approval disappears like smoke in the wind

Strike two, River Clearly, there’s strife between the two

The lide into a smirk One that tells me he knows I never knew of his existence until now That smirk may cause a visceral reaction inside of e, but too bad for him He may be hot, but I’m in love with Ryan