Rio glanced at her, then back to the pictures of her brothers. One, who looked older, had dark hair like Kate, but light blue eyes. The other had much lighter hair and eyes of an indistinguishable color. They were neither chocolate like hers, nor pale. “Except the eyes. Different colors, but same...
He clicked off the alarm and turned to Rosie. She slept, one arm thrown over her head, her hair in wild disarray around her face. Last night’s emotional rollercoaster showed in pale skin and puffy eyelids. Both gave her a fragile appearance when nothing could be further from the truth. It had tak...
