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worrying. If my Dad loved her and wanted to marry her, then she must be a decent person. As upset as I was by him springing this marriage on me at the last minute, I had to trust his judgment. Father knows best. Right?
    “Where’s Bradley?” Dad asked.
    Karen gave us a rueful smile. “He’s running a little late, but he’ll be here in a moment. He almost forgot he had to meet me for dinner, so he was still all wet from the pool when he came up.”
    Finally, things started to click in my mind. Her son was a pre-med student at USM named Bradley who’d just been in the pool. Oh, crap. Of course. How the hell had I not realized ten minutes ago?
    I gripped a spoon tightly as it occurred to me that my earlier failed hookup might be about to walk into my life…as my stepbrother.
    Holy crap . No. My mind quickly entered a phase of stark denial. Surely there were other guys named Bradley who happened to be pre-med students at USM. And surely those other guys just so happened to be staying at this resort at this exact moment in time.
    Right?
    Wrong. Totally wrong. Even as I desperately wished for that to be true, Brad the sexy pool jerk wandered over to our table, and as our eyes met, only two words entered my mind, playing over and over.
    Oh, shit.
     
     
     

CHAPTER THREE
    BRAD
    Seriously? The hottie who’d left me in the pool only an hour ago was going to be my new stepsister? Well, shit.
    It was a strange turn of events, and not exactly one I was happy about for a number of reasons. Firstly, I’d made a total fool of myself — or should I say tool — by being a dick to Mia, and now here she was, staring across the dinner table at me with narrowed eyes as our soon-to-be-wed parents smiled soppily at each other.
    I hadn’t meant to act like such a fucking douche earlier, but my head had been so clouded with lust that I hadn’t been thinking straight. Of course I wasn’t actually going to try and force her to stay in the pool with me; I’d just been so hot for her that I’d desperately wanted her to stay. But I’d fucked up. I’d come across as an entitled jerk and totally freaked her out, and now she probably thought I was some sort of creepy sex offender or something.
    I was used to having chicks drop their panties for me in a heartbeat, and I’d have had Mia’s in my pocket by now if I hadn’t been such an ass.
    It was just so hard to let her go once I had her in my arms. I’d been watching her for a while earlier, unable to believe that such a hottie was within walking distance of me by the pool. There were a lot of hot chicks at the college I went to, and believe me, they were up for anything. But none of them were in the same league as this girl. She was magnificent. Her skin glowed, her eyes were warm and friendly, and she was rocking the sexiest curves I’d ever seen. Even under the towel she had wrapped around her waist, there was no mistaking the outline underneath. She was sex on legs, whether she knew it or not. I couldn’t even remember the last time a chick had grabbed my attention like this.
    Right by the balls.
    She’d seemed quite shy at first, but I’d managed to get her to take a swim with me, and I’d become so caught up in those eyes of hers that I hadn’t been able to keep my hands off her...and she’d definitely responded in kind. When she’d said she had to go to some dinner thing, I’d totally forgotten that I was meant to be meeting my Mom for dinner too. It just hadn’t occurred to me until after she’d stormed off, and even if it had, I doubted I would have cared. I loved my Mom and all, but shit…girls like Mia didn’t come along every day.
    And then I’d gone and called her a bitch. Well, bitchy. Same thing. Fuck, what the hell was wrong with me? I hadn’t meant it at all. The words had just slipped out of my mouth when she’d yanked her arm away from mine and hissed at me to let her go. That was no excuse, though. I was an asshole, and I felt like shit about