Chapter 4
Drawing harshly on a cigarette, Logan paced up and down outside the converted barn, his shoes scuffing the pebbles lining the drive. He paused to pick at the topiary ball hidden underneath all the fairy lights standing as sentinel.
Figures that the first girl that caught his eye turned out to be his new sister. s**t and double s**t. And if he remembered the conversation he'd had with his father about Sophie, she was only sixteen, too. Triple s**t. Not that he could have done anything about it, no matter how old she was – she was still his sister. Stepsister, his subconscious told him. Didn't matter.
He pulled his phone out to call his mother like he'd said he would, but hesitated. Quickly dialing his best friend, Janet – who he'd met in kindergarten and promptly formed
