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Bailey
Gasping, I turned around and took in the sight before me. “Is it really you?”
He laughed. “It is. I’ve been waiting on you to come back.”
Ryker stood protectively at my side. “Who is he?”
Wide eyed, I stared in awe at the man coming toward us. Everything about him was just as I remembered. But now he was tall, just like our father, with platinum blond hair and strong muscles. His smile, however, was just like our mother’s. “It’s Colin. He found us.” I closed the distance and jumped in his arms. “Where the hell have you been?”
He squeezed me tight and let go. “Not too far from here.” Switching his attention to Ryker, he held out his hand. “I’m her brother, Colin Storm. It’s nice to meet you.”
Ryker shook his hand. “Ryker Whitemore.”
“So tell me everything. Where did you go
