Flash Point

I’ve spent the last two years hating my step-brother. Liam is controlling, judgmental, and infuriatingly handsome. He uses his promise to our dead parents as a leash, and I spend every waking moment trying to chew through it.

His latest punishment? Dragging me to a remote mountain cabin in the middle of a brewing storm.

He thought he could trap me. He had no idea the storm would trap us both.

Now we’re snowed in. No power. No rules. Just the two of us, a bottle of whiskey, and years of forbidden tension about to hit its flash point.