A Home With Him - Part 3
In the darkness, a forbidden line is crossed. Though my desire didn't subside in the least, I was careful while lying at my brother's side. As minutes passed in comfortable silence, my self-restraint gave me a swell of satisfaction. I could be good for Clint. I could be appropriate. Finally, he said, "This morning, when you dropped your towel in front of me... it wasn't an accident, was it?" I froze, weighing the best response. "Maybe not," I admitted, unable to keep...