Step Temptation (A Curvy TABOO Romance)

My stepbrother, Caleb, walked out on my mom and me just when we needed him most. And it didn’t help that we had crushes on each other at the time, even if we never admitted it way back then. Needless to say, I’ve hated him ever since he left.

Fast-forward six years and he’s back in my life, wealthier and sexier than ever. We spotted one another at a bar where I was competing in my first and only wet t-shirt contest (which I won, by the way).

What the hell was a rich bastard like him doing at a dive bar anyway? Shouldn’t he be out ruining someone else’s life?

With the body of a Greek God and the face of an aristocratic prince, it’s not fair that someone with his looks could hold so much power, status and influence.

I hate him. He drives me insane. So why am I letting him rip off my clothes in the most inappropriate of places and at the most inappropriate of times?

AND WHY AM I FEELING SO TURNED ON?