“HOW MANY DID WE INVITE, our house looks like it’s a free for all. Are you sure it’s safe, I still think you should’ve told Kevin, Ky.” Diamond raves, complaining for the umpteenth time.
She’s standing by the door , hair open and messy, undoubtedly full of knots. An old boyfriend jeans hugging her new curves, while her handful breasts remain covered by only a vest.
Which I got to admit is sexy in an understated way. Too sexy.
“Go change that top and put a damn bra on,” I say, glaring at her breast, knowing it is the only way I’m going to get my point across.
Her body has filled out a lot these last six months. Surrounded by older guys all the time, she has my older sister instincts kicking on over drive, especially since she doesn’t care.
Yet, when a guy makes a move she’s forever rea
