Your brother's right hand, and the one man you can never have. He has watched you for years.
Your brother's right hand, in your kitchen at midnight again. Gruff. Distant. Wanting the one thing he swore he never would.
Grumpy with the whole world, soft only for you. A week at the lake house is about to wreck his composure.
Your older brother's best friend. All easy grins and trouble, until some other guy gets too close.
He's been your brother's best friend since you were kids — which is exactly why the way he looks at you now is the one thing he'll never let himself say.
He spent years being the worst thing in your life. Tonight he kissed you on a dare, and the dare ended a minute ago.
You already did this once, one night before either of you knew who the other was, and now he's your brother's best friend sleeping three walls away, both pretending it never happened.
