My cocky, controlling stepbrother is in charge of me for the summer…
I hate him.
I hate the way he touches me, the way he makes my stomach flip, the way he always looks like he has a secret I’m too naïve to know.
I’m home for the summer from college, and I’m supposed to have the house to myself.
But instead, he’s here. In the driveway, washing his car, his abs glistening under the sun, his broad shoulders flexing.
The first thing he does is spray me with the hose, soaking my shirt and making it see-through.
I can tell he’s looking. But that’s ridiculous. Tristan dates models – I’m nowhere near their league.
But that night, something happens between us.
Something totally hot.
And before I know it, I’m not upset that he’s in charge of me. I’m begging for more – more discipline, more kissing, more lessons, more of him.
Hiding our relationship is hard enough.
Dealing with Tristan’s demons is another thing altogether…
Because Tristan has a secret. One that's darker and more dangerous than I could ever imagine….