He called himself Spider.
I just knew him as the sinfully gorgeous guy with eyes of fire that fate sat next to me on the airplane.
I didn't know who he really was...British rock star...my stepbrother.
He kissed me because he thought he'd never see me again. He would.
Everyone warned me about him.
They told me he was cold and ruthless and screwed up.
They said he'd leave me with a hole in my heart.
Maybe I should have listened.
Maybe I should have built up a fortress to keep him out.
But I crumbled instead.
They say an unbreakable thread connects those who are destined to meet. If that's true, then the moment he sat next to me, we were bound together forever.
He just had to figure it out before it's too late...