The Taste of Trouble

The regulations were known to me.

Off-limits were the brothers of best friends.

Has always been. Always should be the standard.



But Jaxon was hazardous in a way I wasn't ready for when I came home for the summer, not simply Ava's bigger brother. taller. better. More precisely. And that cheeky smile? It still caused me great disturbance.

I urged myself it was nothing. a flash of longing. A benign draw-in.

Then he planted me a kiss.

Then "nothing" became everything all at once.

We are now breaching boundaries, pilfering moments, and hiding secrets.

Secrets, though, do not remain buried permanently.

And when the truth surfaces, it's not only my friendship with Ava on the line but also my heart.

Because the strategy never called for falling in love with Jaxon.

Sweetheart?

Maybe, maybe my biggest error yet.