Liam’s POV
Snow fell slow outside the large glass windows of the dining hall, resting on the edges like soft feathers. The fire crackled in the stone fireplace, filling the room with warm light. My brothers were already in their seats, each one talking over the other the way we always did when nobody was watching us. The resort looked peaceful from the outside, but inside we were loud, rough, and too full of energy to sit still.
Josh and Miles stepped inside and closed the door behind them.
“We have a guest arriving for dinner,” Josh announced.
Four heads turned at once.
Dirk leaned forward with a wicked grin stretching across his face. “Is she hot?”
Miles gave him a look, then smirked like he enjoyed the reaction. “She has the curves,” he said, dragging out the words just to annoy
