Craving Chaos (The Byrne Brothers, #5)

by Jill Ramsower

“I will never, ever understand men.” I shake my head slowly side to side, though I’m amused. I imagine an adolescent Renzo would have been pretty entertaining before the pressures of adulthood sobered him. The sly grin he flashes me launches a score of butterfly wings flapping in my chest. “Fortunately, you don’t have to understand us to appreciate what we have to offer.” “Oh yeah? And what’s that? Toxic masculinity and a patriarchy?” I know. I can’t help myself. At least my tone is playful. Renzo glares, matching my teasing energy. “I was thinking catcalls and commitment issues, but you had to go and make it personal.” His comeback is so unexpected, I burst out laughing. “I’m so sorry. You’re right. How could I have ignored the obvious?” He grunts. “Try better next time.”