He scratched at his neck where small hairs stuck to his skin as he sent the same picture to his sister. “We’ll see.” She got the broom and dustpan and had half of the hair on the floor swept up when his phone buzzed. Chuckling, he showed her the text messages on his screen. Finally! Who cut it? Tip 50%! My baby brother is a hottie!!! “I guess she approves,” he said. Esme grinned. “I told you she’d like it.” “Thank you.” He returned her smile, and it was one of his rare real smiles that wrinkled his eyes, dimpled his cheeks, and revealed even white teeth. Sky and earth, she wanted to taste that
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