“You don’t get to tell me who I can and can’t love,” I tell my brother, directing my eyes back to his. “I’ve loved him since we were kids.” “Jesus Christ.” His face contorts in something resembling disgust and pain. “How could I be so blind? I knew you had a crush on him, but I didn’t think it would ever come to this.” August pauses, glancing back at Logan. “Why her, man? You could have chosen anyone, but instead you choose my fucking sister.” Logan’s throat bobs as he swallows hard. His lips parting slightly as he lets out a ragged breath. “It wasn’t a choice for me—it was never a choice.” He
...more
