I hate him.
His darker eyes, his darker hair. The tattoo that snakes up his chest and peeks out of the top of his shirt.
I hate it all.
Jordan, my husband's brother, the definition of troublemaker.
I'm happily married to Blake, hoping to start a family soon, but there's one thing standing in our way. And that's him and all the shit he brings to our doorstep.
Blake won't listen, he has Jordan's back no matter what.
But...