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seemed to be the perfect choice for both of us. A different state, but just across the river from our roots. We bought a house and some realty property together, and opened the studio.
    During all those years, there was one other thing Beth and I had shared. When Beth moved to Houston, her older brother, Wyatt, had stayed with her father. He was a few years older than us so it was easy for him to stay in Vancouver with a single father who had a full-time job. Our friendship grew as we'd shared the pain of having Beth move away with her Mom. And it had led to my surprise for Beth tonight.
    Wyatt walked into JP's, a vision of perfection, and scanned the room till his eyes settled on Beth and I. His face lit up like a kid on Christmas morning. It was impossible to convince myself to look away, he was mesmerizing and I'd decided long ago he was completely my perfect man.
    He side-stepped when Beth began to turn in her seat, he had a plan in mind and she wasn't going to blow it by spotting him too early. Losing track of him for a few seconds in the crowd, my heart skipped a beat when he reappeared and stepped up behind Beth.
    His hands covered most of her face but leaving just enough to see her facial expression morph when he whispered in her ear. My laughter was uncontrollable as she reached up and wrapped her fingers around his hands.
    Beth pulled his hands down from her face. Tears glistened in her wide eyes. She was overwhelmed with emotions like I'd been when Wyatt called saying he was coming home. Japan had been a dream come true for him, but for Beth and I, it had been emotional jail sentence.
    Beth flew out of the booth, freezing in her tracks when she came face to face with her brother for the first time in a year. Her body  shuddered with shock. She reached up, putting her hands carefully against his face, cupping his cheeks. The scene was deeply emotional and very touching.
    "Wyatt?" Her voice was barely more than a breath out of her mouth.
    Wyatt was Beth's brother by blood, but he was everything to me - my brother, my friend, my obsession and my boyfriend. I had missed him so much. A year apart had only made me realize he was the man I wanted to be with. No other man would ever compare to him.
    Scooting myself off the bench, I threw my arms around them both after Beth fell into Wyatt's outstretched arms. Beth's arm came back and wrapped itself around my waist. It was her silent way of thanking me.
    Looking over Beth's head, my eyes met the heated gaze of the only man I had ever loved. His arms wrapped around both of us, he swung us around in a circle. The laughter was short lived, as Beth started to scream something about being suffocated in a bear hold.
    She reached out and wrapped her tiny hand around Wyatt's wrist, pulling him into the booth beside her. He looked apologetically towards me.
    When Beth and her mom moved to Houston, she'd made Wyatt promise to protect me like another sister. Our relationship had a brother/sister feel for many years, but we got slowly closer to one another, closer than either of us had ever imagined. We fell hard for each other, and as teenagers we thought we had it all, till Beth came back.
    She didn't know about our relationship. We loved her, but Wyatt and I both thought it would be too weird between the three of us, if something happened to end our relationship. We didn't want to burden Beth with the knowledge while she was still reeling from her mother's death. It was at that point when we started to question ourselves and our relationship.
    New York was my time to look for more, something which would take my focus off Wyatt, but upon our return to Vancouver, I was more determined to be with him than ever. Beth had seen me date many men, and being the protective sister she was, being involved with her brother wasn't something she would take lightly, even if I was her best friend. She would be skeptical about whether Wyatt was another catch and release, as she called the many men