But that hasn’t stopped me from loving her for the past five years.
Every chance my sister gets, she reminds me and Lo of my manwhore ways. That was long before I ever knew she existed, and now I only have eyes for her—but I’m keeping my hands to myself.
After her horrific sexual assault, Lo sleeps in my bed, lives in my house, and invades my every thought.
Now that she’s away from my sister whispering in her ear, warning her away, she’s too fragile for me to think about starting something that may wreck us both.
She’s not ready for me, and the longer she’s here, the more my past mistakes come back to haunt me, making me realize I might never deserve her.
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