The older brother

SECOND EROTICA

Harper had been my best friend for as long as I could remember. Our mothers were best friends too, and I think that made us automatic friends. Our brothers, though, hated each other. They were polar opposites in every sense of the word, and they butted heads like crazy. Most of the time they couldn't even be in the same room as one another.

When Harper and I were ten, we made a pact not to date each other's brother. It made sense back then when boys were gross and had cooties, but have you seen Asher Creed now?! I couldn't help but look at her stupid hot brother and not wonder what it would be like to kiss him. I know. I know. There was only one rule between us, and I wanted to break it in the most delicious manner ever.

You'd have to be blind not to notice Asher Creed and every girl, including me, had at least one fantasy that involved him. He was the guy no one could have, yet he could have any girl he wanted. He wasn't without faults and had probably screwed over ha