Caris kept her face buried in her forearms on the countertop, “I can’t believe you heard all of it.”
“Heard it? Caris, it’s been stuck in my brain every day since then. Sometimes my memory is a curse because I rarely forget anything but this, I treasure. Caris, before that night, you were simply a girl I knew, one my dad told me to keep an eye on. After, you were a young woman who put the idea of f*****g me into oblivion into my head. At first, I told myself you were too young. I was twenty-four to your eighteen. I told myself I was just going to keep being your big brother, checking in on you and making sure you were safe. Over time, you got sassier and sassier and then you were twenty and I was having more wet dreams about you than any normal man should.”
“Malachi!” she grimaced at him
