7
Luca
What the f**k had I done?
The threat of tears plus eight years of festering guilt had pried open my mouth, loosened my tongue, and made me confess a secret that should have stayed hidden. When Brooke’s bottom lip had quivered, I’d wanted to pull over and gather her in my arms, but that wasn’t an option, and now I’d done even more damage.
It had been far easier to deny my feelings when the girl I’d been in love with for over a decade didn’t know about them.
I still remembered the moment when I’d finally seen what had been staring me in the face for years. I was seventeen, coasting my way through high school with no plan other than to get the hell away from Baldwin’s Shore, and I’d been kicked out of class for fighting. Again. Going home was out of the question—my father worked t
