Hayes Brothers

Only regret the things you haven't done. A cheap motel or the guest bedroom of Newport's infamous heartbreaker? Any sane person would run the other way after hearing a "move in with me" proposition days after meeting Theo Hayes. Not me. Having escaped a dark past and started over with only three suitcases, I'm not guided by pride but survival instinct. Taking the plunge, I soon find Theo's magnetic pull impossible to resist. I should keep my secrets, maintain my distance, and build a new life, but... with Theo, I don't want to have any regrets.

Everyone makes mistakes. Some we brush off with time. Others live in our heads rent-free for longer. For ever. Not many of us make mistakes that destroy our chance at a real, meaningful relationship. I did. A mistake that should've never happened to someone like me—a scholar student, a well-behaved, obedient foster daughter, a charity volunteer. That mistake was none other than Theo Hayes. I've been paying the price ever since because days later, I met and fell in love with his older brother, Logan... Logan, who cut me loose the minute he learned his brother had me first.

After watching my older brothers fall in love, I knew it was a matter of time before I'd be the one mindlessly losing my head over a girl, but I didn't expect it to happen so fast. I was supposed to buy a house, get a job, and spend the next few years enjoying my youth before submitting to one woman for the rest of my life. Fate had different plans, though, sending me on a mission to pursue a girl who didn't want to be pursued. Too bad that fate and the past get in our way... Just when I think I'm winning, a well-kept Hayes family secret turns our lives upside down.

One year stands between me and freedom. No more jumping through hoops. No more hurt, humiliation, and degradation. One year. I just need to keep it together. Easy, right? Maybe, if not for my new neighbor, Cody Hayes.There are only two things he and I agree on: we both hate me, and we're both certain I don't deserve forgiveness. As our silent treatment morphs into polite hellos and then into something much more physical, I realize that one year under my father's thumb in exchange for my dreams might be impossible.