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."

mean, you're her third brother? I'm her real brother. What exactly

looked at Ulysses, her expression flat. "You're not my brother. I only have one third brother,

actual brother, wasn't

it all wrong. She's just

you take your bags

he turned to Calliope. "Hey, our big brother should be

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

stood there, refusing to believe what

Calliope have another

recovering from

in

hospital? Content bell.ne

s to

bottom of this, Ulysses hurried

minutes later, Calliope 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

him, about to help with his bags, but Quentin

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