Tucker got all the flirt, and I got all the heat. My twin also got laid.

My job was to clean up the messes my father made, and keep Tucker standing when Arnold knocked him on his ass.

Didn't have time to find a guy and date.

Oh, I thought about Billy, who'd been my ride or die since we were seven.

Kept that to myself, like so many things, and had waited too long to speak.

Now my father had placed another bet on my love life. At least it was a man this time.

But the hurt from the first time still echoed in my nightmares.

I didn't want to be second-rate to Tucker. I wanted to be wanted for me.

One family feud

Two wills

Three hearts to make or break.

Step into my skin and welcome to my world.

Weston Bentley Barnett