“No, you will speak to me.”Cole uncrosses his arms and pushes away from the wall.“You’ve upset her enough times.What’s the deal, man?”
“No offense,” I pump my chest and take a step.“But you’re not her father, she’s not seventeen, and this isourbusiness.”
“My sister is my business.”
I grit my teeth.
“Let it go,” I growl.
“Fuck you.Caylee deserves someone who cares about her.I told you once before, if you’re using her, you will answer to me.”
It is going to start looking that way, and maybe I thought I was, but I do care about her.My feelings are growing every day.
Which means I need to walk away now.
Because if I feel like this, then I am going to seriously hurt her this time.
I don’t have a choice.My parents would lose their minds if I brought her home and exposed what we are.
What I am.
The son of a drunk.
A man who let a murderer walk free.
That’s not something I can ever change.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
CAYLEE
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My eyes blink open, and I can’t work out why my body is on fire.My thighs are soaked.
Oh.
