Warrior Blue

by Kelsey Kingsley

Like I didn't want her to burrow in the palm of my hand so I could carry her with me everywhere.

Sharp, electrocuting zaps of energy passed from my fingertips through my nerves and directly to my heart.

Where was my kiss? Where was my hug? I watched her back as she walked toward the door with a big, stupid grin on my face, because I couldn’t remember another moment in my life in which I’d been jealous of my brother.

The kind of smile that makes you wish you had a camera, to take a picture and remember that moment, to look back on when everything eventually turns to shit. Just so you can remind yourself that there was once a time when a gorgeous woman looked at you like that.

Oh! And one more thing: The no-questions-asked compassion from this guy was so unlikely, considering his tough-as-nails exterior, and all I could think was, he’d be so freakin’ perfect for Audrey.”