Ten years ago, I lost the boy of my teenage obsession.
My step brother was sent to prison and our late night talks turned into limited phone calls with inmates eavesdropping on every word.
Now he’s out and I’ve brought him into my home–what is family for?
He’s sleeping down the hall from me just like old times, except now I have a husband, but that doesn’t seem to deter Devon. The fire between us hasn’t lessened at all. It continues burning under our skin and I don’t know how long I can resist it before I let my entire life go up in flames.
