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In fact, not alone is the understatement of the year

There are probably twenty people staring atto process the scene in my brainIt's so hung on racks in the corner of the roo illurapher is turned toward the door, paused with his ca at me

I'aze coe in the middle of the room, where three tall, thin, beautiful blondes with perfectly coiffed hair and flawless erie pose around himThe boy I used to knowThe boy I last saw four years ago, ere eighteen

He's sure as hell not a boy anymore

He looks right in ives -ever-surprises-rin, and I'er or lust

Gaige O'Neal

Motorcycle racer, woo, he was the bane of my existenceAnd my best friend, my confidant, my first love

My stepbrother

CrapThis day just got a hell of a lot worse

"Well, now, as I live and breathe "Gaige's voice reverberates through the rooet that sound out of ravely, with a hint of a drawl, the product of spending his for school in South Carolina -- the boarding school was prestigious and pretentious, but Gaige is anything but

"Gaige O'Neal "The words leave my mouth in one breath, heavy like an exhaleFor a split second, seeing hi else in here fade to black, as if I'e I used to knoith that arrogant sry and a body ers

Now, though…hell, I don't know that I've ever seen anyone that looks as holy-shit-hot as Gaige does with his shirt offWhen I last saw him, he had one tattoo on his shoulder, but now they snake around his forearms and biceps and cover his chest