*”She’s a little sister to me”

That’s what Logan would say when his friends asked about Lexi

They grew up together, and she was so obviously in love with him

Maybe he was in love with her too. He didn’t really know what that felt like

But he wouldn’t date her

Not yet, anyway

Even if he did drive to Hartford from Yale every weekend to see her

Maybe he did drive her up to Yale on school holidays

Even if they did sleep in the same bed

Even if right now, as he picked her up from school, leaning against his car, making out

Logan would make a good boyfriend for her. And he knew that

So why couldn’t he do that?

He pulled back, looking down at her and smiled*