When Dad is out of town on business, he insists that his best friend, Brody, stays with me. Even though I’m almost nineteen, he says he needs to know I’ll be safe. I love Brody, but why does he have to stay here? Even if he is big and strong, and I always think about him when I’m alone at night. It’s just not fair.


What kind of jerk is obsessed with his best friend’s daughter? Me. I’m that kind of jerk. But I’m an adult, I can control myself. I have to control myself. Even though I can’t get Krystal out of my mind, no matter how hard I try.