Something Like Thunder (Something Like, #6)

by Jay Bell

Seeing his brother capable of so gentle a gesture was a serious mind fuck. People could change. He believed that, although he usually didn’t consider his brother a human being. In Nathaniel’s mind he had long ago transformed into a monster. Maybe Sheila was his Belle, the power of her love banishing the beast. And maybe an absence of love had cursed him in the first place. Nathaniel had to admit there were times he felt himself growing callous, the defenses he had erected around himself feeling more like a prison. He didn’t want to exchange places with his brother, to become so full of bitterness and rage. The alternative meant leaving himself unguarded, his tender heart vulnerable to Cupid’s arrow. But surely that was better than turning to stone.