Chapter 88

• ALAYNA
• Eleven years ago…
• “Shut the hell up!” My algebra teacher’s voice reverberated throughout the room of two dozen sophomores. All eyes and attention swung to the front of the class, and next to Mr. Hill was a tall, gorgeous guy. He stood about six feet like my adoptive brothers, Jason and Chris, who were also paired with chiseled jaws, dark blond hair, and light green eyes that were so enthralling you could get lost in them. Yet, he was also so familiar.