Cover Design: Jay Aheer, Simply Defined Art
Photo: Wander Aguiar, Wander Book Club
Model: Jaden G.
belongs to my brother…
Kennedy, as if he doesn’t think anyone could ever swoop in and steal her away.
always had a thing for her. I’m tired of waiting. He had his chance.
cook for the food truck, I jump at the opportunity, despite the fact that
Kennedy Ward hates me. At least, she pretends she does. We both know she
secretly wants me and always has.
involves losing my brother. I plan to play dirty — real dirty — just like he
did. This time I’m going to beat him at his own game. I wanted her first, and
he knew that, but our age kept us apart. Not anymore.
grown and ready to take what should’ve been mine to begin with.
would mean missing Colson and not having to communicate with him on my way
door, resting his skateboard above his shoulders, I realize I was wrong. He’s
talking to two girls and Travis, but his attention is focused on me
parking my car.
me as I step out of my car and shut the door behind me. Swallowing, my gaze
wanders down the plain black T-shirt and ripped-up jeans he’s wearing. No one
pulls that look off better than he does. I’ve always found the way he dresses
to be so damn sexy. Even back when I didn’t think he was.
something that catches his attention, and that’s when I notice the ass hanging
out of those cutoff shorts belongs to Emery Wilson. No one could mistake it for
younger than Colson and has had a thing for him since she was twelve. She
learned how to skate just so she could spend most of her time at the park
putting out his smoke and disappearing inside. What the hell is he doing?
the bar with a towel now over his shoulder.
a soda. Want one?”
keep an eye on things until you arrived.”
back. “But I would definitely enjoy it if we were.”
my way behind the bar, ready to get him back outside where he belongs. “You can
go out back and skate around for a while or something. Anything but hang
around in here.”
question catching me off guard. I thought he’d left by the time Dax arrived.
him. Instead of making his way outside like I asked, he’s making himself
comfortable on a stool. The way he’s looking at me is making me the opposite. I
can’t deal with those eyes of his on me right now, so I think of what is
necessary to get him outside quicker. “He doesn’t know you’re back yet, but I’m
sure he will when he stops in later.”
toothpick and sticking it between his lips. “Guilty conscience?”
me to fuck you on this bar right now?” He smirks. I swallow. “We both
know my brother isn’t man enough to.”
Bestselling Author of the Walk of Shame Series.
Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for
as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed
readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her
She lives for a good romance book with bad boys that are just highly
misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When
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