“Hi.” She breathed a sigh of relief against his chest, his familiar scent soothing her on the spot. He patted her back and dropped a kiss on her head. “Tough day?” “Something like that, yeah.” Miles released her and raised an eyebrow. He looked just like a young version of their father, with the same dark hair he used to have, neatly trimmed on the sides and slightly longer on top, a stark contrast to the light color of his skin. The only notable differences that kept Avery from having anxiety every time she looked at her brother were his brown eyes and his thick but short beard.
Aww
