Forget Your Morals (The Carlson Brothers, #2)

by Sarah Blue

To the amount of glory hole research done for this book. You’re welcome.

I think about it, I’m one-hundred percent off J names for the future.

He’s making this last. Why do I find that so charming? Something’s fucking wrong with me.

If I’m not mistaken, the stranger on the other side of the wall is trying to seduce me.

“My millionaire brother, with his full head of hair, nice vehicle and apartment he keeps perfectly pristine in a crisis? You don’t say?”

I guess I’m not one to judge, considering I’m currently obsessed with a woman I met at a glory hole.

This woman was made for me, yet a wall separates us.

What’s one more secret between us?

She tastes like the best worst idea I’ve ever had.

“I need to leave,” she whispers. “But you don’t want to.” “I know, that’s the worst part,”

The last thing I want is to be judged for what I did by accident… and then on purpose.

“We need to stop this, Linc,” I say, moaning the lie right between my teeth. He presses his face against mine, still not kissing, but his lips brush against my jaw. “That’s the fucking problem. I can’t stop,”

“Then forget your morals. Go get the guy you want,” she says.