Jonathan Turner will be the death of me. Or rather, death, not for me personally... but for my panties - for sure! They seem ready to burst into flames when he first starts looking at me. Smile at me. Talk to me. It's more than just physical. Jonathan is able to break through an impenetrable wall. But there is one big problem - Jonathan is younger than me. At six. Years. Under. Let's not forget that he is also one of my brother's best friends. And, oh yes!!! There is one more problem that I forgot to mention... I was never going to fall in love again. But you know what they say: Never say never.