Ella Hughes has a degree in being delusional. Her only thoughts are dreams that'll never happen. She knows they won't happen , they never do, but deep inside , she has hope. Brandon Lewis. Her hope. Brandon is the oldest of 5 boys. Growing up with 5 brothers toughens you up. Makes you immune to being talked down to. Not that the 6'4 man ever was. But it all changes when he meets an annoying pain in his ass that he craves a little to much and hates her for it. Ella Hughes. His reason. When Ella meets Brandon, she immediately feels attraction , but once he opens his mouth , her fantasy is ruined. The cocky self absorbed arrogant son of a bitch made her feel fire and rage , which was unusual for her as she was always calm. What was it that made it different? "You like me" he stated with a grin , his dimples showing that made her hands burn. "I like when you're quiet , and I can't see you, and you aren't near me, and I don't hear you, other than that , sure" I huffed and furrowed my brows as he smiled down at me. "I'll take it"