Stepbrother, Sort of...
by Natasha Tate
I love him. I hate him. I have no control. He’s my worst enemy and my fiercest protector all at the same time. He won’t let me go. He won’t leave me alone. And secretly, I kind of like him. No. Scratch that. I kind of love him. But we’re not supposed to be together, and if people ever discovered our secret… I don’t know what I’d do. No. Wait. I know exactly what I’d do. I just don’t think he’d let me do it…