His Dirty Little Secret

Secrets...dirty ones.

He was mine...there was a time....

Or so I thought.

Instead, I was simply his dirty little secret.

He couldn't, no, wouldn't, risk telling his best friend - my brother - about us. So, I kept quiet. Blinded by love and bound by my own desires, I allowed it all.

I didn't tell a single soul about my time with Sawyer, not my brother, not my closest friends.

Not then, and especially not now.

How can I? My best friend is his ex-wife.

The past is the past.

I'm over him.

I refuse to still love him.

He will never own me again.

I repeat the lies over and over again to myself every single day.

Only, deep down, no matter how hard I try to deny it, I've always been his.

I want more between us than a dirty little secret.