He was Mr. Unattainable for most of my life.
I’ve lived on the periphery of his world, a shadow out of light.
Close enough to touch him, breathe his intoxicating scent, and hear the rich vibrato of his voice, but denied him.
He’s my best friend’s brother.
The demanding workaholic who never smiles. Hard as stone should be his moniker.
I have no chance in hell at winning his heart.
The one that stopped beating after the death of his wife.
Then one night, I was the balm he needed. If I’d known how much it would have changed my world…would I still have done it?