I knew I was going to hell the moment I saw her. She’s eighteen, gorgeous—and my girlfriend’s daughter. I told myself I’d stay away. Keep my hands clean. But when she walks through the trailer wearing only my t-shirt, looking at me like I’m her whole world, I can’t fight it anymore. She deserves college, friends her own age, a life untouched by a grease-stained mechanic like me. They’ll say it’s wrong. That I ruined her. But the truth is simpler. Katie is mine. Always was, always will be.