It's official. I've hit rock bottom. I just broke up with my manipulative boyfriend - and am moving in with my older brother - until I can get back on my feet. Which is where I run into his cocky roommate, River. From the second we meet, I want nothing to do with him and his man-whoring ways. Or at least that’s what I tell myself. The guy goes through women like I go through a sleeve of Oreos. But I guess I can’t really blame him for having a big head. He gets paid to be looked at, and has a revolving door of gorgeous women at his beck and call. Once I move in, my brother raises the forbidden stakes - and claims me as off-limits. Which only entices River further. After all, he’s a sucker for the things he can’t have. So ... now he wants me.