The Other Brother (London Hearts Book 1)

by Tierney Page

For all the people out there who just want to be run through like a sewing machine. Banger. Happy reading.

Black hides spills, and given my track record, wearing white is a disaster waiting to happen.

“She’s in her ho era,” I reply, taking another sip. “Ah yes, the best era. I remember it well.”

the kind of love that knows no bounds, free of expectations, where joy is found in the little things.

“Ew. Go be cute somewhere else—you’re making me queasy.”