Too Good, Too Much

I don’t like my brother’s boyfriend. There, I said it. 

The question is, am I actually going to do anything about it?

Because it’s not just that I don’t like that shitbag. It’s that I don’t think he’s good for my brother. And by “not good for him,” I mean… 

Abusive.

There. I said that, too. 

And if I’m right, then I’m the worst twin in the history of all time, because three years ago, the shitbag convinced my brother to move in with him and since I love him—Winn, not the shitbag, obviously— I didn’t try to talk Winn out of it, because of course I want him to be happy. 

And he told me the shitbag made him happy.

But fuck, I know Winn. He’s my twin. And no, fuck you very much, he is definitely not happy. 

In fact, he’s not much like the Winn I used to know at all anymore. 

Jumpy. Anxious. Self-doubting…

So yeah, it turns out that the answer is yes. I am going to do something about it. And by something, I mean I’m going to go get him. 

I’m going to kidnap my own brother.

And once I have him? Well, like I said. I fucking love him. So now that I have him, I’m not just going to keep him.

I’m going to make sure he knows exactly how worthy of love he is…

Too Good, Too Much is a 31,000-word erotic m/m gay romance. You can find more books by Becca Vale on Smashwords and get a free one by subscribing to her newsletter.