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"We won't be able to keep it from him for long. Not if we're around him. I won't be able to hide how much I want you."

Closing my eyes, I let his words wash over me.

He wants me.

"So we stay away from each other if Max is going to be around. I won't go to the frat house. You can come here."

"It's not going to be easy, angel."

Why do I like it so much when he calls me that?

"It's going to be hell to lie to him."

Yes, yes, it is. I've never been particularly good at lying to Max.

"There's no scenario where this turns out good for us. Not if your brother doesn’t accept it. Which he's made perfectly clear he won't. Multiple times. He's forbidden me from even looking at you. You know that, right?" I nod, wrapping my arms around his waist to comfort him. Or am I the one who needs comfort? "Imagine how he's going to react when he finds out I broke his rules."

"You've already broken them."

"Yes, and if he knew that, he would break my hands for touching you."

"What about this?" I ask, my hand sliding down the front of his pants, eliciting a groan from Leo. "Will he break this too? It's touched me."

"It hasn't touched you the way it wants to. Not yet. But I imagine he wouldn't like any of what has happened tonight."

Thinking back on my conversation with Max, I can't help but shake the feeling that he actually approves of Leo. That, maybe in time, he would be okay with us dating. He just needs to get used to the idea. To see that Leo is a good guy.

"Prove to him you're worthy," I say, looking up at him. "That's what he needs. He needs to see that you'll treat me right. That you're not going to fuck me and walk away."

"That wouldn't happen."

"I know this, but he doesn't. You're going to have to prove to Max that you won't hurt me. He thinks I'm still broken."

Leo's brow wrinkles in confusion.

"Our dad died six months ago. For Max, his death is still raw. He hasn't dealt with it. He thinks it's the same for me and Lo."

"Is it?"

Have I dealt with my dad's death? Not really, but I've accepted it. Mostly.

"I'm not over it, but I'm also not broken. Not the way Max thinks I am. Does that make any sense?"

A wicked grin spreads across Leo's face as he says, "I'm really good with my hands. I can fix anything."

My entire body lights on fire at the thought of Leo fixing me ... and my broken heart.

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