“Was that your sister?” Kyle asks over my shoulder.

“Yeah, man.” I puff out a breath feeling torn between wanting to just go home and pretend tonight never happened, and wanting to stay and keep an eye on her.

“Fuck, she’s like … all grown up.”

“Don’t even think about it, Kyle. Keep your hands to yourself and your dick away from my sister and her friends. You got it?” I jab my index finger in his chest and get up in his face.

“Hey hey, I never meant anything, Finn. Chill the fuck out, would ya?” he says throwing his hands up in mock surrender, before patting me on the shoulder.

“Sorry, mate, it’s just … you know how I get about my sister.”

“Yeah, I know. You gotta let her grow up though, man, or she’s gonna hate your arse for embarrassing her like she’s twelve years old.” He’s right, of course. I need to chill out.

“Hold my beer,” I say, shoving my glass in to Harley’s hand. I don’t wait for him to answer or acknowledge my request before I’m weaving through the busy crowds to get to the toilets.

I lock myself in a cubicle and dig the pills out of my sock, dropping them in the toilet bowl before pulling the flush hard. Frustration pushes up through me and with no control over my thoughts, I punch the stall door with a crack. It rattles on its hinges but doesn’t break. Instead the skin peels back from my knuckles letting the blood seep out. I need to get a grip. Yes, Lizzie is precious to me. In fact, she’s the most precious person in my life. I take my job as her older brother seriously. But she’s growing up, and I need to let her spread her wings. She’s right. I can’t look out for her every moment of her life, and due to my teaching, she’s capable of doing that herself. Hell, she’s a damn sight more capable than I was at that age. Nothing’s going to happen to her with me and the boys to keep an eye on her, and now that I’ve calmed down, her being here is no reason for me not to have a good night. I wash my hands, cleaning my knuckles with the hope that no one will notice the damage. As I push out of the toilet door, the music is really starting to get pumping. Time to go and apologise to Lizzie, grab another drink, and start the evening over.

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Table of Contents

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20