He's kissing me. Colin Robertson is kissing me. Finn Nelson. The man every woman in this room wants is kissing me. The man that makes up my brother's inner circle. The man that I never knew was an option suddenly is. Only it won't work because he doesn’t know the real me. The me that allowed a man to control him for years. The me that gave his heart to someone, only to have him sledgehammer it into pieces and hand it to others like it was a trinket he picked up at a yard sale. It took a year to crawl out of the despair he left me in. Find my identity again. Find me again. But I give it away in one command. One command that undoes all the work and I spiral back to the place I promised I never would. "On your knees, Finn."