Busted Steel

Four years ago, she kissed me. She said she was nineteen. She wasn’t even close. To make it even worse, she’s daddy’s little princess.

Then, a year ago, I was hired to head a security team for her out-of-control younger sister while on a European tour with the band Foreplay. I vowed to stay away from her, becoming a shadow in the dark whenever she was around.

Now she’s been hired to photograph her sister’s sixty-day honeymoon, all around the world.

She’s not a little girl anymore. She makes damn sure I notice that, too. But I’m still the same man.

Falling is not an option. However, each day, she’s making it harder and harder to avoid.

I promised myself not to break her heart, yet mine lies in busted pieces all over the world.