“I’d do anything for them.” Justin considered the next picture. A family portrait, obviously a few holiday seasons ago, everyone dressed in shades of green with the smiles of a group nearing the end of an interminable photo session. The twins were poking each other, and Justin’s hair shimmered black andspruce and silver, long streaks of festive midwinter color falling into one kohl-outlined eye, though the spikes and leather’d been swapped out for black jeans and a politely inoffensive button-down with rolled-up sleeves. “My family. Not that Kells and I didn’t have a few epic fights, back when I startedbringing guys home.”
“She didn’t like you dating men?” He’d’ve not guessed that one.