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I knew once he put his mind to something, there was no stopping him.
     
    “I’m sorry for what she did to you,” he told me, rubbing my arms as he stared into my eyes. “Hell, sometimes, I’m sorry we ever even came into your lives. If we hadn’t, you and your father would probably have ended up a lot happier.”
     
    That stung a little. Sarah was awful, sure, but I never imagined life without Jacob in it.
     
    But then he smiled faintly and added: “I know it’s selfish of me, but even with all the hell she put you through, I’m still glad you’re my sister. I just wish we’d… met a different way.”
     
    My heart warmed, but I was still a little confused. What did that mean—a different way? And why did he look so sad when he said it?
     
    For the moment, I shrugged it off and squeezed his arms too, smiling as I felt the bulge of his biceps beneath his shirt.
     
    “I’m glad I’m your sister, too,” I told him. “I’ve never regretted that for one second. I swear. And if I hadn’t had you there all those years, I… I don’t know what I would have done,” I settled on at last.
     
    It was true. Sarah had made my life an absolute nightmare, and sometimes, I thought about taking the radical way out. But I could have never done that to Jacob. It would have destroyed him.
     
    He smiled and embraced me again, pressing me tight to his hard, broad chest. I closed my eyes, drinking in his scent. There was something about his touch, his smell that made me feel so safe, so at home—complete, even. No other man had ever made me feel that way. I was starting to wonder if one ever would.
     
    Eventually we parted, and Jacob ran a hand through his hair, laughing softly. “Well, I’m glad we’ve got that out. Wouldn’t want this to become too mushy, right?”
     
    “Right,” I said, smiling broadly. “Hey, you know what would be cool?”
     
    He raised an eyebrow. “What’s that?”
     
    “A movie night,” I said. “You know, like the ones we used to have back at the old house. When Sarah and Dad were gone, I used to sneak into your room, and we’d cuddle up under a blanket and watch shitty B-movies on that huge TV you had, remember?”
     
    “Of course I do,” Jacob said. “How could I forget?”
     
    I grinned. “And this time, we won’t have to sneak beers. We can drink as much as we please.”
     
    He laughed at that. “Thankfully, I have better taste than our parents did. I have wine.”
     
    That was fine by me. I preferred a glass of red, anyway. “Great. Let me get my stuff put away, and then we’ll put on a movie. Sound good?”
     
    “Sounds great, an escape from pretending to be a grown up,” Jacob said with a smile. “I’m happy you’re here, sis. I really am.”
     
    “Me too,” I replied. “And thank you, Jacob. Again.”
     
    “You’re welcome,” he said, then left me to sort out my belongings.
     
    I was overjoyed at the prospect of living with my brother, and even happier that he seemed just as pleased as I was. I couldn’t wait to get close to him again. I was so relieved that so far, it seemed like we were picking back up right where we’d left off.
     
    As I stowed my luggage, I remembered that Jacob and I had always had movie night in our pajamas. In the spirit of reliving old times, I opened up my suitcase and pulled out my short, kimono-style robe. It was black and partially sheer along the hem and the sleeves, but there was lining over the torso, so it wasn’t like it was inappropriate, or anything. It was also my favorite loungewear, and while it might have been a little risqué, Jacob and I were both adults. I had nothing he hadn’t seen before.
     
    The thought of my brother seeing something intimate of mine did bring redness to my cheeks, though. We were close, obviously, but he’d only ever really known me as a child, a teenager, his baby sister. What would he think if he had to see me as a woman?
     
    I debated over my clothing choice for a