Kayla is a smart, focused, top-mark student in her last two senior years of high school in a private facility for rich kids in Florida. All she wants is to get accepted to Harvard and graduate with top marks to follow the career she has set for herself. Her entire life is about becoming an independent and successful vet. She has micro-managed it and planned it to the tiniest detail. Leaving no room for a social life or living her teen years like her peers.

This year has had its ups and downs, with her stepbrother of almost ten years coming to live under the same roof after being raised apart after their parents married. The chaos and drama his appearance has brought, since he despises not only his father but Kayla's mother too, has made home tense. He's a rude, defiant, and arrogant pain in her ass who is hellbent on causing trouble and listens to no one.  

Dane is the polar opposite in every way - Vain, oversexed, a playboy who takes nothing seriously except booze, girls, and his motorbike while he rebels in every way against his father for ripping apart his family. Looking like a teen idol, acting like someone who doesn't need to take accountability for anything in his life, Kayla honestly cannot stand him. She sees a loser who will live on daddy's money and drink away his youth while sleeping with every girl in the county.

At 17, they have known one another most of their lives and never had any kind of friendly relationship. They have always been classmates but never friends and definitely not siblings. - but all that is about to change. 

A series of events pulls them closer, a forbidden and unexpected accidental kiss, and they plummet into confusion as feelings grow that neither expected. Slowly the walls come down between them, and they have far more in common than they ever imagined.

TEEN DRAMA

　　I don’t know what to do or how to react, so I let him kiss me, not moving, not breathing, not even sure how to respond, even though he seems to be somehow controlling my responses. I kiss him back tentatively at first, opening my mouth a little and almost passing out when his tongue touches mine. I am pushed on by some deep and primal urge of longing because I can no longer fight the fact I am utterly besotted with him. I let his tongue slide against mine, the weirdest yet nicest sensation, and I cannot get my head around the fact that this is Dane, and I know what his tongue feels like, what he tastes like. I thought kissing this way would be gross and soggy with a lot of salivae, but this is not like that. I want more of this.


　　My hands are still held up in the air, unsure where else to put them, yet my mouth finds rhythm in his for a few seconds before he suddenly tops. Bringing me back from brief euphoria and that I had lost my mind completely.


CHAPTER 45