jayla rae

Marcus Scofield and I spent years loving each other, even though we never kissed or even held hands. We were just little kids, but there was just always this magical connection between us, a connection even stronger than his connection with my brother Cooper, but he never told anybody that. Neither of us told anybody. It was our secret.
Now we’re all grown up, and Marcus obviously thinks the vow we made to love each other and get married someday is still alive and well. I shouldn’t care about him. I should think of him as another brother. Cooper considers Marcus his brother — his white brother. Isn’t that crazy?
I can’t think of him like that, though. ​He’ll never be a brother to me. He’s something so much more than that. He’s the part of me I never want to lose. He’s the other half of me. That doesn’t mean we can ever be more than friends, though. It’s just a working relationship. I better let him know right now I don’t feel the same way about him. I’ve let the vow go, and he should do the same thing. We were just kids. It didn’t mean anything. Did it?
*** This is a full-length novella with a happily ever after, no cliffhanger, no cheating***