Arrogant. Smug. Alpha.
He was also to-die-for gorgeous,
and my stepbrother’s fraternity brother.
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He told me to 'settle, girl.'
He asked if 'something was wrong with me?'
He said I was an ‘easy target.’
That was within minutes when I first met Caden Banks.
I labeled him an *sshole, but he was more than that. Arrogant. Smug. Alpha.
He was also to-die-for gorgeous, and my stepbrother’s fraternity brother.
Okay, yes I was a little naive, a tad bit socially awkward, and the smallest amount of stalker-ish, but if Caden Banks thought he could tell me what to do, he had another thing coming.
I came to college with daydreams about being with my stepbrother, but what would happen if I fell for the anti-stepbrother instead?
He wasn’t looking at me any more. I wasn’t even sure he was really in the room.
I needed to leave this alone. He had given me the clues—looking away, his jaw clenching, pain like I’d never heard from him sounding loud and clear. My instincts were telling me to shut up, but I couldn’t. I had this burning need to know more about Caden. I needed to get in there, past his walls, and I wanted to understand him.
I wanted to help him.
Caden was hurting, and I wanted to take that away.
Caden turned his gaze to me now, and I felt branded by the pain I saw. His eyes were stricken. “Does it matter?”
“No.” My breath caught and held in my chest. I wanted to go to him, but I also wanted to slink away. I was stirring up his pain, but I had to know. “What happened, Caden?”
“Why do you have to know?”
“Because it’s hurting you.”
I made a decision, though I had no idea what the ramifications were going to be. I stood, my legs going numb and my stomach clenching, and I moved to his side. He leaned back, his head falling to the couch, and he watched me.
The need to ease some of his hurt outweighed the fear of what would happen next. Swallowing tightly, I stepped over to straddle him and sat down.
“What are you doing?”
He asked that softly, still holding his beer. I took it from his hands and put it on the stand next to the couch. Then I just sat there. He had to do the rest. I’d already made the first move.
I glanced down at his hands, feeling like an idiot. “What happened?”
“Why are you pushing this?”
I looked back up to find confusion warring with need in his eyes. He wasn’t pushing me away, so I sank further into his lap.
“You haven’t told anyone else about this.” It wasn’t really a question, but I saw the confirmation in his eyes. My chest tightened, thinking about whatever secret he held. “Please tell me.”
“No.” He shifted forward, and I braced myself, expecting him to push me away. He didn’t. His hands grasped the backs of my legs and lifted me so I was more fully on his lap.
I could feel him between my legs, and my breasts almost pressed against his chest. I waited. I wanted to see what else he’d say
“But not because I don’t want you to know,” he added. “Because it’s not my secret to tell.”
I nodded, my stomach doing somersaults now. “That makes sense. I can respect that.”
And there we were. His hands cupped my ass, and the pain in his gaze became something darker, something I felt too, something that began to turn off all rational thought.
“What are we doing here?” he questioned, his voice like a caress in itself.
I leaned forward, my gaze lingering on his lips. “I didn’t really think it through.”
“Still not thinking it through.”
“You’re okay with that?”
In that moment, the truth exploded in me. I wanted him. I wanted this—but it was more. I needed this.
I didn’t answer.
I closed the distance between us.
Not another step brother book! No this isn't it's an anti-step brother book and it's amazing.
First off I love Tijan's books, when I saw this title I was a bit skeptical, shoot even when I read the first couple of chapters I was like wait a min is this really an anti step brother romance?
Summer has had a crush on her step brother for a while. She was naive and thought he was into her. She knew his ways and yet she blinded herself and thought he'd change. Damn women always thinking that *sigh*. When she starts attended the same college as him she seriously thinks she's going to be with him.
Kevin is a douche who goes out with girls but always cheats, he never last in a relationship longer than 6 months. Seriously there isn't much more to him
Caden ah Caden he's complex and mysterious. He's the man main on campus a big deal. All the girls want to eff him and all the guys wish they were him. Summer and Caden's first meeting isn't pleasant but they become friends.
So by now you all know I love books with a slow burn. I enjoy the build up, reading about the friendship and how it blossoms so this book...right up my alley. I love Summer but there were times she annoyed me, mostly when it came to Kevin and well the way she dealt with Caden. But I enjoyed her wit and sarcasm. I laughed so many times because as she grew as a character, I saw her progression. And Caden whoa what can I say, this guy is just wowza. At first I wasn't to sure about him but slowly as his layers are peeled away I saw his love and devotion, for his family an Summer. And then there's a part that broke my heart, like seriously 4:34AM and I'm laying in bed with tears rolling down my eyes. I don't want to talk about it.
So I'm moving on to secondary characters. I fucking hate Maggie. She's a twat. Avery is awesome. Claudia well I kinda like her a little. Marcus is cool and a bit delusional but in the end I super loved him.
You need to read this book. I laughed, I cried, I screamed, I fell in love with these characters. They all rounded out the story and the plot. I know Tijan can write and this story right here is amazing. There is a bit of everything and I love books that can make me cry at nearly 5 in the morning.
I didn't begin writing until after undergraduate college. There'd been storylines and characters in my head all my life, but it came to a boiling point one day and I HAD to get them out of me. So the computer was booted up and I FINALLY felt it click. Writing is what I needed to do. After that, I had to teach myself how to write. I can't blame my teachers for not teaching me all those years in school. It was my fault. I was one of the students that was wishing I was anywhere but at school! So after that day, it took me lots of work until I was able to put together something that resembled a novel. I'm hoping I got it right since someone must be reading this profile! And I hope you keep enjoying my future stories.
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