It's official. I've hit rock bottom.
I just broke up with my manipulative boyfriend - and am moving in with my older brother - until I can get back on my feet.
Which is where I run into his cocky roommate, River.

From the second we meet, I want nothing to do with him and his man-whoring ways.
Or at least that’s what I tell myself.

The guy goes through women like I go through a sleeve of Oreos.

But I guess I can’t really blame him for having a big head.
He gets paid to be looked at, and has a revolving door of gorgeous women at his beck and call.

Once I move in, my brother raises the forbidden stakes -
and claims me as off-limits.
Which only entices River further.
After all, he’s a sucker for the things he can’t have.
So ... now he wants me.