~Michael's POV~
I’ve always known it was wrong, but f**k, living under the same roof with her made it impossible to ignore.
My name’s Michael, 22, just finished college and crashing at home while I figure out my next move. Dad married her mom about three years ago...some whirlwind romance after both of them got divorced.
Suddenly, I had a stepsister, Mia, who was 20, fresh out of high school and turning our quiet suburban house into a goddamn temptation factory.
She wasn’t blood, sure, but that didn’t stop the lines from blurring in my head every time she strutted around like she owned the place.
From day one, Mia knew how to push my buttons. She’d lounge on the couch in these tiny shorts that rode up her thighs, or bend over in the kitchen wearing a tank top that left nothing to
