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

　　“Dane’s having a mini meltdown and being hostile. Tyler wanted to know what was happening and was being weird on the phone.” She sounds close to tears too, and I catch her hand and link our fingers snugly to comfort her. A new simmer of anger that Tyler has said something to upset her, and I will rip his throat out.


　　“In what way?” I ask, trying to calm myself and leading Elisa away from the party further, so we end up in a dark corner. We almost cannot make one another out, but I don’t want prying ears to hear us.


　　“He asked what guys were here and what I was doing…who I was hanging with and if you were leaving me alone to be with Jordan. Who was with me.” Elisa starts twirling her hair with a nervous edge to her tone. “He asked if we were drinking alcohol and who was taking us home…being extra pushy about knowing all the details. I didn’t like it… it felt like an interrogation, and he sounded not like him. He was moody, and I told him I had to go.”


CHAPTER 72