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Book Description
I’m a rule follower, always have been,
Nothing says OFF LIMITS like your best friend’s little sister,
But the moment my lips touched Claire’s,
I threw the whole damn book out the window.
I know, I broke “bro-code,”
And I deserved the punch to the nose I got for it.
I can have any girl I want…not cocky, just facts,
And of course I had to fall for her.
Kissing her was an accident,
Hooking-up with her was a mistake,
Well…is it still a mistake if you did it a few times?
I know I’m an idiot,
I should have told him,
I shouldn’t have let him find out when he caught me making out with her,
The night before his wedding.
Hiding my relationship with Claire was hard,
Hiding my feelings for her,
That’s a secret I’m not sure I can keep any longer.
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Prologue
Ryker
What’s better than being a boy unwrapping your present on Christmas morning? Being a grown man and seeing your Christmas present walk into the room.
She looks just like Christmas in a red tartan dress, sleeveless with a pleated skirt that stops right below her knees and a black ribbon with a shiny golden buckle around her waist. Her blonde hair is braided into a crown, but some tendrils have managed to escape—or were they left out on purpose?—so they now dangle over her cheeks like the tinsel on the tree. Her full lips are bright red like her dress and the rubies attached to her ears. She lifts a hand to rub one of the gems as she says something with furrowed eyebrows. Then her emerald eyes grow wide. They sparkle, more so than any of the lights in the room, as she chuckles. I smile.
Claire Parker. I always thought she’d turn out to be a beauty, even when she was a plump nine-year-old or a teenager stressing over her pimples and her braces and which conditioner to use. But damn, I never imagined she’d be like this supermodel I can barely recognize, this woman who can light up a whole town, who oozes grace and confidence with her every move, who I just can’t tear my gaze away from.
When did Claire grow up to be the most attractive woman I’ve ever set eyes on?
Again, she laughs. I wonder what the man beside her is saying that she finds so funny. I wonder what he…
My lips curve into a frown as I realize who the man is. It’s Asher, of course. If my oldest brother, Ethan, is always with the most important person in the room, trying to impress – right now, he’s playing carols on the piano for the Chairman of the Board and his wife – Asher is always with the prettiest woman in the room.
Usually, I leave him alone. As much as I hate to admit it—and I never have out loud—of the three of us Hawthorne brothers, Asher is the expert on women. He knows just what to say to them, how to catch their eye, make them laugh, make them swoon and crawl into bed with him. The women throw themselves at him and he knows just what to do with them. He enjoys it, too. And while he sometimes gets into trouble, most of the time he just has his fun and moves on.
Well, I’m not letting him have fun with Claire. I’m not letting him have anything with her.
I march over to the 17-foot tree. Asher sees me and grins.
“Well, look who’s decided to join us. My little brother who just joined the family company recently.”
Recently? It’s been three months since I joined the Mergers and Acquisitions Department at Hawthorne Holdings as a Junior Analyst. I was thinking of joining Marketing at first, but my dad convinced me I’d do better at M&A. My brothers agreed.
Asher turns to Claire. “You remember Ryker, don’t you?”
Remember me? I’m her brother’s best friend. And yet, she doesn’t say anything. Is she ignoring me? If so, I’d like to know why but first, I have to get rid of Asher.
“Asher.” I place my arm around him. “Mr. Thorpe seems to like music. Maybe you should bring out your guitar and play something for him.”
He glances at the piano and shakes his head.