As soon as Ulysses saw Calliope like that, something twisted inside him. He

stared at her, disbelief written all over his face.

But when he realized the guy standing in front of them was Julius, he looked even more stunned.

He could barely get the words out.

"Julius? You're Julius Quillen?"

Ulysses felt his heart skip a beat. He was pretty well-known himself, but Julius was on a whole other level-a rising star, someone Ulysses really admired. Heck, Julius was basically a legend, and Ulysses had always looked up to him.

So naturally, he tried to be respectful.

"You remember me?" Julius narrowed his eyes, giving Ulysses a once-over. Then something seemed to click, and his lips curled into a half-smirk. "You're Callie's third brother, aren't you? The one always giving her a hard time?"

Julius let out a cold laugh. "Well, sorry to break it to you. I'm her third brother, too. Only I don't bully her. She's the kind of girl you want to keep safe, not push around."

He shot Ulysses a look. "What were you trying to make her do? Carry your luggage? She's not your bellhop. I wouldn't even let her walk too fast, let alone haul your bags."

third brother?

her expression flat. "You're not my

it. He was her actual brother, wasn't he? How could Calliope say that Julius was

to explain, "You've got it all wrong. She's

how about you take your bags and head off, far

Calliope. "Hey, our big brother should be coming out

nodded right away and, clutching her cup of coffee, followed Julius

refusing to believe

brother? Since when did Calliope have another

recovering from

in

hospital? Content bell.ne

s to

bottom of this, Ulysses hurried after

and Julius found Quentin Sutton. At six-foot-three, Quentin was built like a linebacker, with a magnetic presence and movie-star looks People couldn't help but stare

him, about to help with his bags, but Quentin just

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