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her? Do I know her?” Maybe he was tripping on magic mushrooms. Or maybe I had fallen asleep at my desk. Better yet, maybe I’d passed out after the best orgasm of my life and would wake up in Vegas. If that were true, I doubt I’d be dreaming about my brother. Dammit, back to shrooms or sleepy boredom.
    “Everyone in the world knows her.”
    “Sawyer, what the fuck are you talking about?”
    “My sister is Marina Alexander.”
    I burst into laughter at the most incredulous thing I’d ever heard. “Do you realize how ridiculous that sounds? It’s like saying Angelina Jolie is our first cousin.”
    “Google her. Pull up a picture and take a closer look.”
    “Dude, trust me, I’ve looked at her very closely over the years.”
    Sawyer growled over the line. “Watch it, Thomas. That’s my baby sister you’re talking about.”
    “Fine, I’ll look.” I shook my mouse to wake up my computer and then searched for my brother’s supposed long-lost relative. If it’s true, does that make her my sister? Adopted sister? Stepsister? Sister-in-law? Sister-I’d-like-to-fuck? Is it okay for me to fuck her?
    Clicking on the first close-up photo, I studied the image carefully for a few moments. Admittedly, I’d never spent much time looking at her face.
    “Are you looking?” Sawyer prodded.
    “Yeah, yeah. I see what you’re saying,” I said, noticing the similarity between their eyes, “but I don’t see any definitive proof.”
    “When I prove it, don’t think you’ll be getting anywhere near her.”
    “Worried I’ll corrupt her?”
    “Would you let someone like you near your sister if you had one?”
    “Fair enough,” I replied. There really wasn’t any use in arguing with him since I knew the whole thing was a hoax. “But I can’t believe you’d deny her the fuck of a lifetime.”
    So, one of my gullible brothers was being scammed by a celebrity impersonator, and the other was now married to someone who made my psycho ex look like June Cleaver.
    When my phone beeped, I pulled it away from my face to check the caller ID. Fuck me. Apparently, people were psychic and could sense when they crossed my mind. Tapping the button to put the call on speaker, I told my brother, “I have to go. Talk to you later?”
    Grumbling something about my dick not going anywhere near his sister was his version of a goodbye.
    When the call with Sawyer ended, I tapped the screen to connect the other call.
    “What the fuck is this, Thomas? Why was I just served with a subpoena?”
    “Because you keep violating my visitation rights, duh.” Yes, I was childish, but I had to speak to her on her level.
    “This says you’re suing for joint custody. Why do you want my son all of a sudden?”
    “He’s our son, and there’s nothing unexpected about it. I didn’t fight you for custody, because you agreed to the visitation schedule I proposed. However, I’ve only seen my son five times in the past three months because you keep having things conveniently come up or you’re just not home when I come by to pick him up. My parents barely remember what he looks like. So, yes, I’m suing you for joint custody.”
    Not only would joint custody give me more time with my kid, but it would also reduce the small fortune I sent her every month, which I knew for a fact didn’t actually go toward supporting Colton.
    “You won’t win. I’ll make sure the court sees just how unfit you are,” she snapped.
    Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I said, “We’ll see what happens. I have a visit scheduled for tomorrow evening. If you aren’t home when I show up, I’m calling the police.”
    The bitch growled in frustration and hung up on me. And people wonder why I have commitment issues .

CHAPTER FOUR
    Juli
    Two Years Later
    “Hell. Fucking. No.” There wasn’t much I wouldn’t do for Marina, but this was near the top of the extremely short won’t-do list. To put it in perspective, hiding bodies was on the would-do list.
    In the