January 13th excerpt:
Jacob brushed his fingertip over the little head of hair with a smirk. The tiny hairs, styled up in a casual spike befitting the leather jacket and jeans, were bedraggled after his touch, and he grinned apologetically. Since he only really got glares in return for his smiles, he had to hold back another snicker as the man begrudgingly tried to straighten the hair back to its spiked style.
Brothers Apart 