I've always had a thing for Brie.
She's a bookworm through and through, but I like that she's smart. Sweet.
And she has no idea how incredibly sexy she is.
Not that I can ever tell her that.
Because she’s my stepsister now.
So it doesn’t matter if her smile is all I want to see.
It doesn’t matter if the sound of her voice is all I want to hear.
And it doesn’t matter if the thought of tasting her makes my mouth water.
She’s off-limits.
Worse, she trusts me.
Even though I barely trust myself when she's around.
Because one look at her makes me forget what she is so fast that all I can see is what I want her to be.
Mine.