“Oh you!” I cry out with pleasure. “Goodness!”
With that, our loving starts again as the handsome older man takes me relentlessly, claiming me as his. But that’s what I love about Brant Harrison. Maybe we were never meant to be together. Maybe we were never even meant to meet. But through my mom, my dad, and my whole screwed-up family situation, something good came out of the mess: our love, and what we mean to each other.