TWISTED RIVALRY BY DEVON MCCORMACK EPUB & PDF

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  • Authors: DEVON MCCORMACK
  • Language: English
  • Genre: contemporary romance
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RYAN
Sweat clings to the inside of my arms as I trim the hedges, keeping at a
decent speed. I’ve got plenty of work to get to today, so I started with the
easiest task on my list. When I take a moment to catch my breath, I wipe the
sweat from my brow and enjoy a cool breeze. I close my eyes, absorb it
fully, and intentionally store it in my memory so I can summon it as my
work becomes more challenging throughout the day.

I use this as a mini break, taking a swig of water from the tumbler
affixed to my work belt. I’m about to continue trimming when I hear my
brother’s voice coming from the side of the house. Even a good twenty
yards away, I know his voice like my own. Even if he hadn’t been speaking,
I would have felt him in my bones before seeing him.

Simon rounds the corner, a guest at his side.
I have the faintest of hopes: is this the extra help I’ve been pleading
with him for? I know better. I’ve been asking for help since Kenneth moved
on, and Simon hasn’t so much as posted an ad to hire someone who could
make the workload more tolerable for me and the two other workhands. It’s
more likely a new lawyer working on the trust, or some business
acquaintance he’s trying to impress by offering them a tour of the estate.

Maybe he wants to introduce them to me to show how I’m little more than
the help now. It’s not something I mind Simon using me for, since anyone
who would feel superior to me because of the life I’ve chosen, I wouldn’t
respect them anyway.

I press the trigger on the trimmer and slice away at the lengthy branches
around the hedge as Simon and his guest draw near. I glance their way once
again before zeroing in on his guest.

I know that face.
No, not… It can’t be…
But how…what…

As they approach, it’s as if they’re moving in slow motion. That
unmistakable face can’t be real, just a phantom haunting me.
I’ve short-circuited, struggling not to be sucked into the past, until
they’re just a few yards away. It’s easier then to see it’s a different face, but
the similarities are uncanny—the shape, the curvature of his jawline. Hell,
even his eyebrows seem to be the right thickness. His hair’s the right shade
of dark brown, but thinner, and the bangs are longer than the ones I
remember.

If I didn’t know better, I’d swear it was him. I’m surprised I haven’t
dropped the trimmer during my distracted inspection.
“Good morning, Ryan,” Simon says.

Conflicting feelings war within me. I haven’t taken my eyes off that
face, but I can see Simon’s mischievous smirk in my periphery. There was a
time when we were connected so deeply, I’d have been able to pull thoughts
from his mind, know exactly what he’s thinking right now, but Simon
severed that connection long ago, so now I’m left struggling to read what
lies behind that cunning expression.

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