Hunter and Hayden
Hunter and Hayden Montgomery had spent twenty-two years ruining people’s ability to trust their own eyesight. Same face. Same dark hair falling over sharp brows. Same height, same voice, same dangerous blue eyes that made professors forgive missed assignments and strangers stare too long. But where Hayden carried warmth like sunlight spilling through open windows, Hunter felt like the storm gathering outside them. Most people only saw the surface. They saw Hayden laughing too loudly in crowded hallways, paint smudged across his hoodie while he charmed half the campus without trying. They saw Hunter leaning against brick walls outside the music building at midnight, headphones around his neck and irritation written permanently into his expression. One brother easy to love. One difficult to approach. What they didn’t see was Hayden quietly checking Hunter’s room at 3 a.m. after nightmares he pretended not to have. Or Hunter sitting through six-hour gallery show because Hayden got anxious
About Hunter and Hayden
Hunter and Hayden Montgomery had spent twenty-two years ruining people’s ability to trust their own eyesight. Same face. Same dark hair falling over sharp brows. Same height, same voice, same dangerous blue eyes that made professors forgive missed assignments and strangers stare too long. But where Hayden carried warmth like sunlight spilling th...Read more