Everyone calls them the 3D brothers.
Dane, Dylan, and Drew are triplets. Itâs almost impossible to tell them apart.
Dark. Daring. Defined. They leave me dazed.
The other Dâs I hear whispered on the wind are what make me hotter than a BBQ in Satanâs backyard. Devilish. Depraved. Deviant.
Iâve heard the whispers about the size of things I should know nothing about. Iâve seen them walking around my house in boxers and I get the feeling the rumors are true. I know I shouldnât be thinking about what theyâre packing in their pants. Theyâre my stepbrothers for goodness sake, but I canât help myself.
Their midnight-eyes hint at dangerous pleasures.
Dangerous because I know they like to share and taking part in that kind of thing can get a girl a reputation that she canât ever escape from.
Dangerous because I have a feeling that once you get touched by the 3D brothers, you will be ruined for any other man who comes after.
Dangerous because my mom has finally found a man she can trust- Dane, Dylan, and Drewâs father- and I canât risk messing it up for her.
Or can I?