My Brother's Enemy

by Tijan

shuddered. “I want you to fuck me, Tyler. Not toy with me.” He laughed, lifting his head to meet my gaze. He smirked, though his eyes were smoldering. “Sex can be good and fun, Connors.” I growled. “We’re on a last-name basis when we fuck? Good to know, Griffin.”

Tyler: Will you be my someone?

Tyler: You need to come back, baby. Tyler: I have things to say, and I can’t say them unless you’re here. I need to say them to you, not to this phone so you need to come back. Tyler: Come back to me.

You are my sunshine. Day one, I wanted you. Day two, I never wanted to leave your side. You’ve become my foundation and baby, I’m generally rock solid. I don’t really need a foundation, but I’m addicted to you. I can’t leave you. Like, literally. Ever. There are not enough words to tell you how much I love you, how much I need you.

“Sometimes the more important the words are, the harder it is to say them.”

“Don’t ever leave me,” I said raggedly. “I won’t.” Her mouth found mine, and I was swept up in all things Rain. It rattled me, thinking about a world without her, a life without her. “I want to marry you.” She stiffened before lifting her head. “What?” “I…” I closed my mouth. “Well, fuck.”