Brad knew what to do.He always knew what to do.He held Miranda firmly in his grip. His massive bulk strained and stretched against his shirt. His rock-hard, six-pack abs were hidden, but she knew they were there. His barrel of a chest was wider than her shoulders. And his biceps bulged beneath his sleeves. He was the hottest young man she'd ever known, the hottest young man who'd ever taken her. When he held her, she felt like she could just disappear into his strength.And he was her stepbrother. Their affair was so taboo. It was so wrong yet it felt so right.