Jace

She didn’t even know what she was doing to me. Every look, every slip of her lips, set me ablaze.

I wanted her. I wanted to taste her, to hear her scream and moan as I drove into her, even though I knew she was off-limits.

She wasn’t mine to want or fuck. Not after our parents married. I should see her as a sister.

But all I saw was temptation wrapped in blonde hair and green eyes, begging me to lose control.

Every time she avoided me, it only made me want her more. Coward, I ...