Page 1 of Breaking the Rules
Chapter One
Emma
There's something wrong with my brother.
The house is spotless.
No dishes in the sink.
No papers on the dining table.
No pillows strewn over the black leather couch.
The only sign of life is thetap tap tapof the shower upstairs.
"Brendon." I kick off my work flats. Move across the living room. Up the stairs. "Can we talk?" I swallow the nerves that climb into my throat.
I need to stay cool and collected.
So he believes my version of events.
If my brother finds out what really happened…
That's not an option.
The shower turns off.
I take a deep breath. Exhale slowly.
I'm convincing my brother this isn't a big deal. Period. End of story.
"Hello?" A low, deep voice fills the hallway.
It's familiar.
But it's not my brother's.
That's definitely not my brother.
That's…
Uh…
Fuck.
I try to make eye contact, but I can't.
He's dripping wet.
Naked.
Huge.
"Emma?" The familiar voice asks.
Something clicks in my head.
That's him.
