He is her younger brother—though they share no blood, she has always seen him as family, and nothing more than a brother. Of course, that’s not what he wants. But he’s terrified that pushing too hard will only drive her further away. If their very first encounter had been different, could things have turned out another way? The girl he loves stands right before him, yet she slips through his fingers like the wind, impossible to hold. Must he remain only a brother? What can he do to make her see that he is also capable of being her protector for a lifetime?