Fourth Wheel

Maddie

I'll admit it: I knew exactly who he was when I walked into The Oak that night.

I probably should have just left him alone. But I was bored. And he's gorgeous, just like his brother. How was I supposed to resist?

The kiss we shared was scorching hot. But it was nothing compared to the intensity of his anger when he realized who I was, and who I'm related to.

His hostility fuels me. His resistance makes me push harder. He made this into a game I'm determined to win.

Whether he likes it or ...