The only thing that’s still a mystery is what I did to make her hate me so damn much. Davis and I stare at each other, gazes clashing. I could say it. Say everything to get my brother off my back. That I love her. That I’m a love-sick bastard for the vicious, terrible, amazing Fallon McGraw. That the last year has been hell on Earth without her. That every part of me belongs to Fallon, and she doesn’t know it.
Tell Fallon then them!
