I Didn't Mean To Fuck My Stepbrother
Nova Ellis has three problems.
The first is Drey — her best friend, the boy who held her together when her dad died. She doesn't love him that way. She doesn't. But somehow they ended up in a school restroom doing things best friends should never do, promised each other never again, and have broken that promise five times. Five. They keep saying last time like either of them actually means it.
The second is the letter. Three pages of everything she has ever felt for Leo Carter — the sweet parts, the embarrassing parts, the midnight fantasy parts that should never have left her diary. Handed to the wrong person by accident. Read out loud. Every word.
The third is Rhys Caldwell. The boy who read that letter with a straight face. The boy she planned to avoid forever.
The boy now living in her stepfather's house, down the hall, separated by one very thin wall.
Same house. Same dinner table. Same dangerous, electric, completely impossible situation.
Nova had one plan this year. One boy. One letter.
She didn't plan for any of this.
But the real question is —
How long can you share a home with someone who already knows your deepest secret before you give them something even more dangerous?
Your heart.