Knox Shepherd is a total d*ck. A really, really big one.
He’s a swaggering, cocky prick who blows through women the same way he roars around town on that motorcycle of his – fast.
Sure, I wasn’t supposed to be sneaking out to bars or singing at open mics, but that didn’t give him a right to talk to me like that. No one’s ever said those things to me before – filthy, raunchy, crude suggestions that made me literally run for the door. Suggestions I wish didn’t make me feel so funny inside.
But hey, no big deal, right? It’s not like I’d ever have to see that smug, foul-mouthed jerk ever again.
If only he weren’t standing with that cocky smirk on my front porch right now, right next to my father’s new fiancé. His mom.
Yeah, that unbearable prick is going to be my new stepbrother.
OK, he’s gorgeous, and every time he looks at me I can practically hear him whisper deliciously dirty things in my ear. And maybe something about his cocky swagger makes me think I should break some rules for once.
…Maybe something about him makes me not so sure I want to go to college still holding on to my V-card.
But I definitely don’t want to lose it to my stepbrother. Ew.