Goose was at war with himself. Anna needed to know how much he truly loved her but that meant exposing his secret to her way too early. If she was freaking out about having sex with a boy then she would be running for the hills the moment she found out he was her brother. The only hand that moved was the one on her back. If he did the wrong thing right now then it might set everything back. She felt very skittish right so he needed to calm her down and show her that not everything the Catholic church taught was sacrosanct.<br/><br/>"I bet they also made you swear to obey your parents," he told her softly. "Some of those nuns would insist you obey that asshole no matter what he told you to do, up to and including letting him rape you. I'm pretty certain they have heard the same rumors I have about how he forces you to do a strip tease or go around in as little clothing as possible. He's even forced you to suck his cock. Yet they would condemn me for wanting to make love with you and absolve him of all his crimes just because he hides behind his patriarchal duty. It is your body. You get to decide who enjoys it and who doesn't, not some impersonal and bigoted religious organization."<br/><br/>He closed his eyes and worked on getting his anger back under control. The biggest key to his wrongful conviction was the testimony of the family priest. The priest had died while Goose was in prison so he couldn't exact his revenge on him either. Suddenly, he felt the need to be closer to Anna so he scooted down and used her lap as a pillow.<br/><br/>"I love  you, Anna, more than you can ever know," he told her with his eyes closed and arms folded against his chest. The movement made the brass knuckles flash in the light. "There is nothing I will not do for you or to protect you."