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with him. I m such an insensitive prick.
I wonder every day if he still loves me or if I ruined that forever. I realize now that the heartache
that I'm feeling is because I'm in love with him, too. I didn't even know it was happening. Why does
that goddamn saying always have to be right? You don't know what you got  til it's gone.
 Guess which two Oscar winners don't keep just their shoes in the closet?
I'm jolted out of my thoughts and focus back on the TV and TMZ.
"Rumors of the possible love affair between Parker Hamilton and Chance Steele have been
confirmed by a close relative of Hamilton..."
I blink stupidly as they continue to talk about Chance and me, spewing out things that only
someone very close to me would know. Then...then the pictures start popping up.
 & That's right, you heard it here first - Parker Hamilton and Chance Steel are more than
just costars...
Grainy, yet completely recognizable pictures of Chance and me flash before my eyes. Holy
fucking mother of fuck! They look like they were taken through my windows!
There is one of the two of us snuggled on the couch watching TV. There is one of us in the
kitchen, Chance standing at the counter cooking while I'm wrapped around him from behind. There is
another one of us on the couch, making out with Chance on top of me. And the last one they show is
the mother of them all! It was from the night I fucked Chance against the front door. We're naked but
my ass is blurred.
My heart is pounding so hard that I can barely hear the TV anymore. Who the fuck would do this?
Certainly none of my friends. And no way Chance would do this to me or himself. I rack my brain for
someone, anyone, who I know that would fuck me over like this. I call Chance s cell phone but it goes
straight to voicemail.
"& This close family source says that Hamilton has already brought Steele home to meet
the family..."
That sonofabitch! My brother! He is the only person I know that would do this to me. My family
has completely betrayed me. The fury that I feel right now is nothing I've ever in my life felt before.
My whole body is shaking and I'm trying to choke back tears of hatred at the one group of people in
the world who are supposed to love me but don't.
The next twenty or so minutes are a blur. All I know is that I end up parked out front of my
brother's mini-mansion. It probably wasn't smart to drive, especially since I don't even remember
driving here. I get out of my car and make my way to his front door. I see that my dad's car is here,
too. Perfect. I only have to say what I have to say once.
I pound on the door and wait. The large wooden door opens a minute later to reveal Allison in
all her supermodel glory.
"Parker? What are you doing here?" she asks in confusion.
I shove past her without a word.
"Hey!" she complains at my back.
I make a direct line for the library where I know my brother and father like to sit, chat, and drink
their fucking brandy. The double doors are closed. Without knocking, I shove them open, both doors
slamming into their respective wall, leaving holes in the drywall. Both my brother and father jump up
from their seats in surprise.
"Dammit Parker! What is the meaning of this?" my father demands.
I ignore him and glare at my brother. "It was you, wasn't it?" I growl.
He raises an eyebrow at me. "What are you talking about?"
"You hired someone to spy on me, didn't you?" I shout at him, my fist balling at my sides.
A smug smirk curls his mouth. "Ah, that, well I had some suspicions that needed confirming. And
boy, were they ever confirmed," he says with a snort.
"I cannot believe you have been...been...consorting with a man, Parker!" my dad booms,
flustered.
I turn toward him. "Who I'm with is none of your damn business," I tell him.
"It is a reflection on your family and you're giving us a bad name!" he barks angrily.
"FUCK THIS FAMILY!" I scream at him, completely at the end of my rope.
"What is going on in here?" comes my mother's grating voice from the doorway.
"Nothing mother, just your queer son having a hissy fit," my brother says to my mom, his tone
nonchalant.
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