Tijan

"You," she seethed.

I scrambled back a step before I realized what I wa

My mom's not normal anymore—"

He snorted. "Was she ever?"

He didn't understand. He wouldn't. He hadn't lived with her when she—I closed my eyes. No.

"I want the best for you. I don't want to keep you imprisoned to me. I want you to reach your fullest, find friends who really care about you, get a job that you like. I want you to go to my school and get a track scholarship. I want you to do all of that in spite of your mother, because if she had her way, you'd never go anywhere. She would ruin it."

Becky wasn't my problem anymore

"Oh." Becky panted. "My." She heaved an exaggerated breath. "Gawd."

"Have you been watching? This is why I'll never do what you have to do. I have her. I won't have to dream about her."

His eyes got wide. "You should encourage those two to date."

"I think of the men you could've been under my watch. You would've been twice the men you are now."

Logan choked out a laugh, but guzzled some more of his beer.

Mason and their mother threw him a glare. He sank back against the couch and raised a hand across his lips. They were zipped.

"We've both had to deal with you."

David added, "It's a bonding experience."

Logan choked back another laugh.