Because of Mistletoe

Living with Zach is pure torture. Oh, he's hot, sweet, and kind. And just looking at his powerful body and gorgeous eyes makes ache to be with him.

But he's also my older brother's best friend. Off-limits in so many ways.

I told myself it was just a crush. Something I outgrew long ago.

It's not, and I want so much more more than to be his friend. Or his roommate. And sometimes I catch him looking at me with enough heat in his eyes to melt my panties. Since he won't act on it, I have to take matters into my own hands.

With a sexy red dress, plus a little mistletoe.

It's just one kiss. A Christmas kiss.

What could go wrong?