I didn’t expect to see her again. I didn’t expect to want her the way that I do.
I didn’t expect to peel back all of her perfectly controlled layers. Or for her to see through mine.
Emma f–king Winchester.
She’s the little sister of my ex-best friend, Forrest. She’s off limits like tempting forbidden fruit, and I’m the snake slithering through the grass.
She ignites a fire in me. One I can’t explain. One I sure as f–k can’t control. It’s raw and primal.
She’s sweet, and I am not.
She’s pure, and I’m broken.
When I came back to the town and past I’d left behind 10 years ago to make it big in the world of underground fighting – it was for one reason, and one reason only. To take care of my Grandma Rose, and I’ll do it by any means necessary. Even if it means doing the one thing I said I’d never do.