Chapter 1


    Harper


    “Nope. No way. Uh uh. This shows waaaay too much skin.” I stare at my reflection in the mirror, ring


    at the offending scraps of material I’m currently wearing. The triangle bikini top barely contains my


    breasts, and when I turn to check out my backside, the bottom half of my butt cheeks are hanging out.


    “You look hot,” my best friend Sadie says, her dark eyes sparkling as she clutches her hands together


    in glee. “Let’s go to the pool!”


    Shaking my head, I face her, taking her in. She‘s wearing a two piece that barely covers her, but she’s


    not as curvy as I am. I envy her smallish boobs and willowy figure. She can get away with anything,


    including not wearing a bra. If ! didn’t wear a bra?


    Tits everywhere.


    “I know that look.” Sadie points at my face, where I can feel the scowl already forming. “You’reing


    outside with me. No chickening out allowed.”


    “I can’t.” I’m already whining, and this isn’t good, especially when I promised Sadie I would actually be


    social tonight.


    We’re hosting a party. Our parents are out of town for the weekend and my twin brother Ryan thought it


    would be the perfect opportunity to throw an alcohol-soaked bash. He pretty much invited everyone


    from school to attend.


    It doesn’t matter to Ryan that we don’t live in the best neighborhood in town. Or that our old, two-story


    house is kind of shabby. We have a pool and ess to Dad’s liquor stash. To him and his friends,


    that’s cause for a celebration.


    “You can and you will, Sadie says firmly as she grabs hold of my arm and steers me toward my closed


    bedroom door. I try to resist, but


    she’s stronger than she looks. “It’ll be fun. I promise. All the boys will be looking at you.”


    She practically croons thatst statement, as if it’s supposed to entice me. Guess what?


    It doesn’t


    Having the boys look at me is a problem. Their attention makes me uneasy. Ufortable. Ryan may


    be my twin, but we are theplete opposites in almost every single way. He’s popr at our private


    school while I’m not. He attracts all the girls, while guys barely look in my direction. He’s really


    attractive. I’m really…


    Average.


    Okay, I have nice hair. It’s a thick, glossy brown with natural gold highlights that be brighter in the


    sun. It’s my best asset. Well, that and my boobs. If you’re in to big ones, then I can deliver.


    Ugh, my thoughts are so dumb sometimes.


    “Ready to go?” Sadie chirps, pulling me out of my head.


    I blink at her, surprised to see we‘re standing directly in front of my bedroom door, her hand curved


    around the handle. “I’m not ready yet.”


    Her shoulders slump a little, but


    she’s not defeated yet. “I hear Easton is already out there.”


    Okay, that perks me right up. “Did he bring a girl?”


    “I don’t think so.” Sadie smiles brightly and opens my bedroom door. “Come on, let’s go!”


    I let her drag me down the hall. Down the stairs. Into the kitchen, which is packed with all sorts of


    people I vaguely recognize from school. Not a one of them says anything to me, and it’s my house.


    Frustrating


    We go outside, where there are even more people. Music is ying loudly over the portable


    speaker Ryan got for Christmasst year. It’s small but powerful, and the heavy base seems to throb in


    time with my heartbeat. There are so many people in our small pool, I’m not sure how they all fit.


    Others are crowded around the sides, dipping their feet in the water or sitting in one of the chairs that


    surrounds the small ss topped table with a giant crack in


    Easton is sitting at the head of the table like a king surveying his court. He’s the most popr boy in


    our ss-in the entire school. He’s gorgeous and rich and built like a god. Tall and broad with a


    powerful chest and six pack abs.


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    Long legs and powerful thighs. He’s currently got all of it on disy as he sits there in a pair of dark


    blue swim trunks and nothing else, clutching a beer bottle in his hand as he glowers at everyone.


    “There’s your boy,” Sadie whispers as we both watch him.


    It’s hard not to stare at him. That chiseled face with the strong nose and sharp cheekbones, it’s all hard


    lines with those cold, cier blue eyes, offset only by his soft, lush mouth.


    An utterly kissable mouth.


    A sigh leaves me as I stare at it. His lower lip is much thicker than


    his upper lip, which is shaped in the perfect cupid’s bow. Those lips are pink and full and he’s currently


    licking them


    I jerk my gaze away from the perfection that is his mouth and re at my best friend. “He’s not my


    boy,” I remind her.


    “He’s no one’s,” Sadie readily agrees. “But I’m sure once he sees you in that bikini, he’ll be dying to get


    his hands on you.”


    A shiver rolls through me at the thought of Easton putting those big, rough hands on my body and I try


    to ignore it. “He doesn’t know ! exist.”


    Sadie snorts. “Liar. You’re his best friend’s sister.”


    “He never talks to me.” In his world, I’m no one. He’s only interested in blondes, while I have dark hair.


    Popr girls who demand attention while I’m just… boring


    The smart girl. The one who likes to read. The one who cringes when she’s called on in ss, even


    though she always knows the answer. The nerd. The one with only a couple of friends. The one


    who’s…


    Madly in love with Easton.


    Sometimes I wish I could punch


    myself in the face.


    “He’d talk to your tits.” At my incredulous look, Sadie bursts intoughter. “What? It’s true! Look at you!”


    I nce down at myself, wishing I’d worn a coverup. At the very least, a T-shirt. Everything is on


    disy and while no one is paying us any attention, if Sadie keepsughing like that, someone’s going


    to notice.


    “Sadie! Gimme a beer!”


    Thises from my brother Ryan, who knows my friend has a tiny crush on him and will do whatever


    he says without protest.


    Pig.


    True to form, she perks right up, her body practically vibrating with excitement. “Coming right up!”


    She dashes off before I can say a word, leaving me alone. Just standing there. Feeling awkward.


    What else is new?


    Ryan’s gaze goes to mine, a frown forming on his face. “What the hell are you wearing, Harp?”


    | shoot daggers at him with my eyes, but it’s like he doesn’t even notice. All of his friendsugh, barely


    looking at me. Save for one.N?velDrama.Org is the owner.


    Easton


    His eyes rake over me, making gooseflesh rise. He’s checking me out.


    Oh my God, Easton actually notices me.