Sasha’s POV
I wasn’t sure what I expected when my mom said I’d be moving in with my new stepbrother. Maybe a boring guy with acne and a gaming addiction? What I got instead was Cole.
Shirtless. Tattooed. Barefoot. And completely, unapologetically hot.
“Room’s taken,” he said as he leaned against the doorway to the guest room—the one my mom promised was mine. His voice was smooth, smug. His dark hair tousled like he’d just rolled out of bed… or someone’s sheets.
I stood in the hallway, gripping the handle of my suitcase like it could protect me from the way his hazel eyes were raking over me. “I was told that’s my room.”
He gave me a lazy once-over and then grinned, that slow, sinful grin that already p*ss*d me off. “Yeah, well. I got here first.”
Cole. My new stepbrother. Mom had men
