CHAPTER ONE
"You’re crazy. He’s nothing like Daniel." I shook my head for emphasis.
On one level, Nina was wrong to say the two men were similar. Conroy’s charm was studied, whereas Daniel’s had been genuine, even a little vulnerable.
But she was focused on a different level. "He’s another loser, Nathan."
There’s nobody like a big sister to tell you what she thinks, whether you want to hear it or not.
Nina was only one year older than I was, but—I hated that this was true—she had proven herself to be considerably more mature.
Of course, she’d inherited her position as the oldest sibling in the family when our older brother Neil had died. That didn’t necessarily mean that I followed her advice.
Neil. Our big brother.
Neil had been born five years before me. He and his best friend, J
