Buried Secrets (New Adult Dark Suspense Romance) Read Online Free

weight. U of M was the University of Michigan in Ann Arbor, and it was her “first-pick” college. She’d turned down MSU and plenty of others, waiting to hear if U of M could take her. “It's for the winter semester, but at least I got in!”
    “What?” Nick stood at the mirror, blow-drying his hair. She repeated herself over the noise. “You mean you're actually going to college?”
    “Of course!” she scoffed, propping his pillow behind her head.
    Nick put gel in his short, dark hair, spiking it with his fingers.
    “Remember what Julia says.” Dusty toed off her Reeboks, letting them clatter to the floor. “Who’s going to marry me if I don't have a college education?”
    Nick snorted, scrutinizing his hair in the mirror. Satisfied, he looked for something to wipe his hands on and opted for a folded t-shirt sitting on the dresser. Julia had left a stack there for him to put away.
    “You're such a slob.” Dusty shook her head in disgust.
    Nick shrugged, putting his wallet in the back pocket of his jeans. “So? I don't have to impress anybody. Why can't I be a slob?”
    She sat up. “It's a matter of principle. You're going off to college tomorrow. Are you still going to wipe your hands on t-shirts at MSU?”
    “Now you sound just like Julia. Besides, she bought me enough Oxfords to last three months without doing wash once.” He grinned. “And Michigan State isn't exactly Harvard.”
    “Where are you going tonight anyway? Shouldn’t you be packing?”
    “I’m packed. Van’s got all my stuff in it.” He picked up his red and white high school jacket with Millsberg printed on the back. Larkspur was too small to have its own high school. “We’re going out to the path. My farewell party.”
    “Who’s we?” She moved to the edge of the bed.
    “Come on, Dusty.” He shrugged his jacket on. “Who do you think?”
    She sat silently, knowing exactly, fuming at the thought.
    “Hey listen.” Nick sat next to her on the bed. “I know it’s kind of my fault, this whole hatefest between you and Shane…”
    “Your fault?” She laughed. “How do you figure?”
    He looked across the room into the mirror, meeting her eyes there. They were fraternal, not identical twins but they had the same little snub nose, rosebud mouth and big, dark eyes—just like their mother. Nick’s features were as delicate as her own, almost pretty, too pretty on a guy, with those long dark lashes and that perfectly shaped mouth. He was the most sought-after guy in high school and Dusty couldn’t blame the girls for chasing him, although few rarely succeeded.
    “I know you two have never really liked each other.” Nick slid his hand along her arm, threading their fingers and squeezing. “But I think I just added fuel to the fire. I’m sorry about that.”
    “Wasn’t your fault.” She leaned her head against his shoulder.
    It wasn’t true, that they’d never really liked each other, not exactly. But she wasn’t going to tell her brother that. There were some things you didn’t talk about, even with your best friend—or your twin. Nick just happened to be both. And while she did often resent Shane for taking up Nick’s time, stealing his attention, Shane had made his own bed, as far as she was concerned.
    “It kinda was.” Nick kissed the top of her head fondly. “You know, I have this feeling, if I hadn’t been around, you and Shane might have ended up together.”
    “Are you kidding me?” She startled, turning to look at him, not in the mirror anymore. “Together how? As in dating?”
    “I’m not blind you know.” He nudged her. “I see the way he looks at you.”
    She raised her eyebrows. “You mean like he wants to kill me?”
    “You look at him the same way.”
    “Like I want to kill him?” She laughed.
    Nick grinned, leaning down to whisper into her ear, “I’m not sure that’s what you want to do to him.”
    She pulled away, shaking her head and laughing. “That is so wrong.”
    “So