Aunt Zoey told me to say something to her. That ignoring the Druid's Gift brought increasing pain if you denied the feelings. I blocked that out.
I mean, what else are you supposed to do when you've been in love with your kid sister's friend since she turned eighteen and you realized she's not a little girl in pigtails?
I kept my distance. You know, acted like a big brother when some jerk broke her heart - holding her crying was the hardest thing ever. I focused on helping my cousin Grant run the family corporation and watched everyone around me start pairing up.
And what's 'my' girl do?
Go on a mini-cruise where trust-fund babies pretend to be crew for a couple hours then go back to drinking and sunning.
Managing to stay calm (relatively), I promised myself that as soon as she got back to NYC, I was going to explain a few things to her. Mainly that she was mine - after wining, dining and seducing the clothes off of her.
Except then word came that the yacht was caught in a storm. And she, along with the seven other passengers, was lost.
I yelled at Aunt Zoey, getting my cousin thoroughly ticked at me.
I threw myself into work, trying to keep going, beating myself up for not saying something sooner to her.
Then I got a miracle.
We got a miracle.
Somehow, she survived.
She's safe.
This time, I'm not letting her go no matter who tries to tear us apart.
Or take her newborn daughter from her.
Genre: Romance
I mean, what else are you supposed to do when you've been in love with your kid sister's friend since she turned eighteen and you realized she's not a little girl in pigtails?
I kept my distance. You know, acted like a big brother when some jerk broke her heart - holding her crying was the hardest thing ever. I focused on helping my cousin Grant run the family corporation and watched everyone around me start pairing up.
And what's 'my' girl do?
Go on a mini-cruise where trust-fund babies pretend to be crew for a couple hours then go back to drinking and sunning.
Managing to stay calm (relatively), I promised myself that as soon as she got back to NYC, I was going to explain a few things to her. Mainly that she was mine - after wining, dining and seducing the clothes off of her.
Except then word came that the yacht was caught in a storm. And she, along with the seven other passengers, was lost.
I yelled at Aunt Zoey, getting my cousin thoroughly ticked at me.
I threw myself into work, trying to keep going, beating myself up for not saying something sooner to her.
Then I got a miracle.
We got a miracle.
Somehow, she survived.
She's safe.
This time, I'm not letting her go no matter who tries to tear us apart.
Or take her newborn daughter from her.
Genre: Romance
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