Nadia's POV

"That's as good as it's going to get," I said to myself as I flipped back the stubborn piece of hair that I had been trying to curl for the past five minutes straight.

"What are you talking about?" Jasper asked, walking into my bathroom. "You look great."

"You're my brother, you have to say that," I said.

"Wrong," he said, shaking his head. "As your brother, it's my job to make fun of you. Trust me, complimenting you goes against the grain."

I ...