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going to break out in a cold sweat. So it was fortunate for him that he excelled at a profession that’s relatively solitary.
     
    Kai started surfing when he was young. Being that their family holidayed to exotic tropical destinations often, Kai took to water like a fish and apparently he showed a natural talent right for the sport. Kai made a name for himself quickly, now he holds more world records and championship titles than anyone else has in the last thirty-five years. He might be the strong silent type, but that doesn’t make him any less of a sweetheart. It’s a shame he travels so much, I don’t get to see him as often as I’d like. Six times in the last three years isn’t enough for my liking.
     
    Last, but certainly not least is Reid. He is quite possibly the front runner for the title of hottest and most magnetic when it comes to the Adams brothers. Aside from Tank. And I’m not talking to, or about him at the moment so Reid takes the lead in my opinion. Reid’s isn’t only hot because he’s the drummer for ‘Frantic’, a hard rock band that made it big about four years ago. No. Reid is a younger version of you know who, and that unfortunately catapults him to the top of my hot or not list.
     
    If I wanted to know what you know who looked like at twenty-six I would only have to open any search engine, type in Reid Adams, and voila there you have it. Not quite as tall as his brother’s six foot seven, only an inch or two shorter mind you, Reid has the same ice blue eyes with flecks of grey through them. His shaggy sexy hair is longer on top, shorter on the sides, it suits him and the persona he’s trying to create. It always looks like he’s just rolled out of bed, or gotten laid. Either could be true depending on the day, he is after all the epitome of all things rock star. I’ve been to a few of Frantic’s concerts, the last one I even took Tilly to, and I have to admit the man is gifted when he’s behind his kit, shirtless, banging on his custom set of Pearl drums.
     
    Since Tank’s departure from my life Reid stepped up into the role of my best friend. It’s not the same as it was with his older brother, but our friendship is easy and fun. And at the moment I don’t know where I’d be without it. Reid hasn’t got any great insights on how to handle Tilly when she has her rare occasional mood swings, or whether I should let her go off to college more than two hours away. He doesn’t try and convince me to cut back the hours work so I can spend more time at home. He doesn’t fight with me or go weeks without talking to me. Reid calls every day, texts me so many times a day I think I’m going to have to carry a portable phone charger with me. He offers to visit as often as he can while he’s on tour too, but I haven’t taken him up on that yet. I honestly don’t know how his brother would feel about that, and the last thing I want to do is come between brothers. I can only imagine how I’d feel if someone tried to come in between Tilly and I, and it wouldn’t be good.
     
    The only issue Reid and I have, and I can assure you it isn’t an issue for him, is lately Reid’s been dropping what he thinks are subtle hints about becoming more than friends. To be honest if the circumstances of our friendship and how it came about was different, for example if I hadn’t friends with his brother first I might have considered it, because it isn’t my lack of attraction toward him that’s the issue.
     
    Reid is fucking ridiculously handsome. He is a rock star after all, and the Adams good-looking genes are potent, so he got the best of both worlds. The problem is that I’m not attracted to him like ‘that’.  Stupid I know. Here’s this super sexy man paying me attention. A guy who cares about me. One who genuinely wants a shot at a real relationship with me, and I keep telling him no. But I can’t help how I feel, and with Reid I’m just not feeling it.
     
    My problem stems from