Lucky Charmer
Growing up, Lucian "Lucky" Ganetti was the quiet kid next door and my brother's best friend. Lucky isn't a boy anymore. He's grown into a gorgeous, rather charming adult that every woman wants to know. Except, I knew him first. Heck, I've even fantasized about marrying Lucky Ganetti. Ridiculous, I know.
Even though he's that boy I'll always remember, he's now the man I'll never forget.
My name is Becklyn Morrissey. And this is my story.
![Paragraph Squiggle outline](//:0)
Becklyn was that annoying little sister. The one that followed her brother and me around wherever we went. I didn't think much about it at the time. I do now, and that change seems to have happened overnight. One day she was all braids and braces, the next she was a woman with curves and a little attitude.
I spend too much time thinking about her; it needs to stop. Her brother is still my best friend and he'll bludgeon me if he finds out I've got a thing for his baby sister.
Honestly, she'd be worth it.
My name is Lucky Ganetti. And this is our story.