He didn’t know what it was about her, but he couldn’t help wanting…fuck. He couldn’t even articulate exactly what he wanted in his own head. He worried about her and her sister all weekend but hadn’t dared try to contact her. It wasn’t just her sister’s injury that had him concerned. He couldn’t believe the state of disrepair the block of apartments that she lived in was in. How was it legal to allow people to live in a building that looked like it was one stiff breeze away from crumbling to the ground? How safe were the two sisters living in such a dive? He had wanted to go...