LILA

MONTHS LATER.

I crept down the hallway on bare feet, silk nightie barely covering my ass. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. Jake was asleep in the guest room, my sweet, clueless fiancé who had no idea his future wife was about to sneak into her stepbrother’s bed again.

Dan had moved back home six months ago after his last breakup, and that’s when everything changed. We’d always been close, too close, but the first time he pinned me against the wall and called me his dirty little sister, I was gone. Now I couldn’t stop.

I slipped into his room without knocking....