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

　　My heart is racing, and my legs almost give in on me as I stumble to try and walk after him and fail. My head is fuzzy with the chaos of noise, blood rushing through my ears, and my entire body sizzling with crazy energy. I am starting to tremble, and everything turns cold and weak.


　　I can still feel him on my mouth. The perfect fit of his soft full lips, his teasing way of kissing softly at first and then opening you up for something more passionate so you can taste him. It makes my stomach clench and flip over, and I have to squat down to stop myself from passing out.


　　I can’t get my head around what just happened. Now that it’s done and he has left me, it hits me like a ton of bricks in the chest. Touching my lips with trembling fingers to handle the sensation still tingling through them. I wish I could wipe it off, but it’s penetrating deep into my skin and becoming an unerasable mark.


　　Why did he have to be the one to take my first kiss?


CHAPTER 46