QUOTE : Why you?”<br /><br />“I don't know, ask him.”<br /><br />“I'm asking you, so, why don't you just come out and say it?”<br /><br />Rafe released the door, letting it close. “What are we talking about?”<br /><br />I dug my nails into my palms, letting the pain brace me for his answer. “Is he your father?”<br /><br />Rafe's smile returned. “Nope. I'm not your brother, Lane. I know that's got to be a disappointment.” He paused, considering it. “Or maybe not. Now you can throw yourself at me. Just not when Mack's around okay? He's not my dad, but he is the guy who busted me out of an orphan camp when I was ten.