*DEAL IS OFF THE TABLE*
Flora's POV
I dragged the phone from Lucille, zooming the picture.
My eyes widened in shock. It was truly him.
I slumped back in my seat, head in my hands. “This can’t be happening. Megan’s brother is Tyler Sinclair? The same Tyler I turned down like an i***t three days ago?”
Lucille was already deep in his profile, scrolling with that mischievous glint in her eye.
“Damn, Flo. Look at this. Mr. Devil on Ice doesn’t play around. No thirst traps with girls, no soft launch dates, not even a suspicious ‘just friends’ post. It’s all hockey, workouts, and brooding Alpha stares. This man has the emotional range of a brick wall.”
She wasn't wrong. His page was all hockey, workouts, and charity events. Not a single woman in sight.
“What am I supposed to do?” I groan
