My Sister's Fiance, My Fated Mate
For a moment, he just studied me—like he was trying to figure out if I was trouble… or if he liked it.
“Don't let her get to you.. My mother keeps giving her the long arm”, he said.
Oh, I know that already.
“It's okay.. She's an easy task.” I responded
Then, without another word, he reached out, his fingers brushing mine as he pulled me closer.
“You should stay where I can see you,” he murmured. “I don’t like my… Fiancee wandering off.”
My stomach knotted at the word Fiancee, but I didn’t pull away.