I catch sight of Luis with one of my bandannas on his head and my gut tightens. I yank it off him. Don't ever touch this, Luis.Why not? he asks, his deep brown eyes all innocent.To Luis, it's a bandan...
I'm all dressed in my new clothes, Luis's proud but muffled voice comes through the pillow. The won't be able to resist this Latino stud.Good for you, I mumble.Mama said I should pour this pitcher of...
Sometimes good men need to do things that aren't good. Right?I ruffle his hair. Luis is way more innocent than I was at his age. You know, I think you're gonna be the smartest Fuentes yet, little bro.