“Let me go, Nico.” Hold me tighter. “You gonna take this dress upstairs and put it on?” “You want a virgin,” I protested. “You chose Adriana over me.” I tried to pull his arm off me, but it was like trying to pry steel. His laugh rumbled down my back. “Is that what you think? That I chose your weird sister over you?” My teeth gritted as he dropped me to my feet. “She’s not weird.” “Your papà told me you were unfit for marriage. I didn’t pick between the two of you.”
