Have Your Way With Me

Which is some shit, considering he ran to the military the minute he graduated high school. Something about living his dreams.

Guess I wasn’t included in that dream.

But I moved on from my brother’s best friend and started a life of my own.

Now it’s time to reconnect with family, and the last person I expect to see his him.

Grown up. Strong. Ripped with muscles. Hot as hell.

It’s not just about butterflies and childhood wishes. I’m drowning in grownup fantasies and passion I didn’t know existed.

I should give him the finger and turn my back, but I can’t.

Five words rush around my mind every time I see him now: have your way with me.

It’s time for a second chance. A last chance. My only chance.