Cameron
~Five years ago~
“What the f**k?” Chris cursed behind me. I deeply inhaled, so ready to face the f*****g music. Chewing my lips, I exhaled and turned to my little brother. His expression was priceless. I mean, Chris was more in control of his emotion. He was cold, but that didn’t mean he didn’t care. He was so good and flawlessly hiding whatever he was thinking. Perfect to be Dad’s asset one day. Dangerous? Absolutely. Only right now, I didn’t know whether Chris just couldn’t hide his expression, or he was just shocked he had to show what he was feeling right now. “Cameron?” he called.
“Yes, Christopher?”
“Cameron?” he called me again.
I tsked. “f*****g laugh if you want, little brother, but don’t just stand there and do nothing,” I snarled. I could see Chris was speechless. H
