*Olivia*
“Tallon?”
The name fell from my lips as I stared at the teenager in bewilderment and surprise.
Tallon was the youngest of Dahlia’s brothers, but since the three were so close in age, it never felt like it. He was only a year younger than Dahlia and me, so we’d always gotten along.
It helped that Tallon had a very easy going personality. Alessandro, Dahlia’s eldest brother, on the other hand, was a bit more high-strung. Tallon was a perfect mix of his parents’ descent, though his looks leaned a bit more on his father’s side with the Italian heritage.
With golden tan skin and dark curly, brown hair, Tallon had always been leaner than his brother and father, who were more muscular, and that made him look more approachable and boyish, like a pretty boy who was fit to be on the cover of a popstar magazine.
Dahlia used to joke that he could join a boy band and fit right in.
“What are you doing here?” I got to my feet, rushing over to him with a huge smile.
