There’s only one way to describe my brother’s best friend: Sexy. I wasn’t supposed to see him that
way, but that ship has sailed.
Let me simplify my rather complicated life:
As
per my father’s will, my brother and I are splitting the house that he is hell bent on selling... to Julian. AKA his best friend that I can’t stop fantasizing about. My
brother would do anything to keep me from dating him.
Selling the house is unacceptable to me. And
buying it is unacceptable to Julian.
I hate him for wanting to take away the one thing I desperately want to keep. But
I also love him for making me feel every bit special as he caresses my curves.
On top of my dilemma, Julian has a big secret brewing for me. My
brother, on the other hand, is likely cooking up some scheme to keep us apart.
