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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
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I was fourteen when my dad married Lane’s mom and our families became one, when my favorite moments were those spent staying up all night, talking or watching Lane create art.
There aren’t many things more inconvenient than loving your stepbrother. I know the limits, and that’s pushing them too far.
Over the years I’ve pulled away from him. It was easier when he left for New York, but now he’s back, not only in Atlanta, but in my home, trying to get back what we lost.
How can I tell my own stepbrother that I want him in my bed? That I want to call him mine? One kiss changes everything.
Our tight-knit family won’t understand. Our friends won’t either. But no matter how much I don’t want to disappoint them, now that we’re where we belong, I won’t walk away. Even if I have to lose everything to keep him.
Pushing the Limits is a stepbrother romance with a cocky main character, who shows his vulnerability through the one man he’s not supposed to want, sexy painting, and a love that defies the odds.
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PROLOGUE

Isaac

Fourteen years old

I tugged at the stupid tie around my dumb neck.

Dad was married…married.

I couldn’t figure out how I felt about that. I mean, I liked Helena, my new stepmom. Oh crap. Would they expect me to start calling her Mom now that it was official? Nothing against her, but I wasn’t sure I could do that. Helena was nice and funny. She always asked how my day at school was, or if I was okay, because she’s big on emotions and sharing them. I never answer her honestly—not about how I’m feeling, at least—but it’s cool that she asks.

Dad had been eaten alive with his own grief in the beginning, and I hadn’t wanted to add to that, so I made myself be fine. I guess I played the part so well that when he got better, he didn’t ask… And I was okay, but I also wasn’t. I didn’t know how that made sense, but inside me it did.

All I knew was Helena made Dad smile again when nothing had been able to do that in years, not even me.

Especially not me.

A pang pierced my chest, making my heart feel like it shattered. Maybe he blamed me about Mom. Sometimes I did.

I pushed up from my bed, went to the window, and looked into the backyard. There were about fifty people down there celebrating. Music was playing. There was dancing, food, and smiles. When my gaze found Dad, he was laughing at something. Huge belly laughs, his head thrown back as Helena rested her hand on his chest, grinning at him like my dad was her favorite thing in the whole world. He looked at her the same. He used to look at Mom that way too.

I watched him watch her, and I could see how much he loved her. In a lot of ways, she’d brought him back from the dead. He’d been lost when Mom died. So brokenhearted that the house didn’t get cleaned, and food didn’t get cooked, and he didn’t go to work for weeks on end until I’d called my grandma to come and help.

She’d gotten him together some—got him back to work and helped me get the house in order. He was okay by the time she went back to California, but he hadn’t been happy. He’d hardly looked at me, and when he did, I’d seen the pain in his eyes.

Things got better, but he still didn’t laugh like he did today, the way he’d done with Mom, until he and Helena started spending time together.

Which meant I needed to stop being a spoiled brat. Maybe Grandma could help me get my shit together, like she had for Dad. But then, I guess they’d have to know how I felt for that to happen. I was better at hiding it than he was.

I swiped at the single tear that leaked from my eye, shoved closed the door in my head where I kept those kinds of feelings hidden, and blocked the memories from my thoughts.

My gaze tracked over the backyard, away from Helena and Dad, until it landed on Lane. We’d be going to the same school now. We were the same age too, but that was where our similarities stopped. His hair was too long, this mess of blond curls that looked like he hadn’t combed it in weeks, but I knew he had. Helena had made him before the ceremony, but it never stayed tamed. He wore a suit that matched mine, only his was baggier on him. He was kinda scrawny, all long, skinny limbs—that’s what Grandma said. He didn’t play sports like me or my friends. He didn’t ride bikes around the neighborhood or play night games on the streets until his legs hurt from running so hard. Even now, on our parents’ wedding day, he was sitting on the grass in the corner of the lawn, scribbling in the sketchbook he always carried around with him.

But hey, at least unlike me, he wasn’t crying in his room—which was now right down the hallway from mine because he and Helena had moved in.

This was so weird.

Lane was kinda weird too. Nice, but weird.

With a sigh, I turned and went for the door, then downstairs and back outside. By the time I got there, I’d pasted on the smile everyone was familiar with.

“Isaac! There you are! I was wondering where you went.” Dad’s eyes sparkled with joy. I went to him, and he wrapped an arm around me. “I’m so happy. I love you, kid.”

“I love you, Dad, and I’m happy too.”

Lane walked up then and stood close by, watching Dad and me, a curious look in his eyes, and cocked his head slightly. His gaze burned through me, like it slipped inside my pores somehow so he could explore parts of me I kept hidden from the world. I shifted uncomfortably, not liking that feeling at all.


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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
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It started out as a little fun. When there was a man in my building on a hookup app, why not message him?
Only we didn’t meet. We just texted—one night after the other, after the other.
GoodWithHisHands was the perfect escape from my life, where pressure was always on my shoulders: my father’s expectations, the worry about my sister, Maddy, getting sick again, and her ex-husband, Ryder Lynwood, suddenly back and volunteering at the same hospital as me.
It would have been smart to keep my distance from the man who came out as gay, tearing our close families apart and breaking Maddy’s heart. Except Ryder intrigues me. I like talking to him, same as I enjoy chatting to GoodWithHisHands.
They weren’t supposed to be the same person.
I wasn’t supposed to fall for him. To want him. To need him. Maddy didn’t deserve to get hurt again, and I didn’t need another reason to feel like an outsider in my own family. Ryder was off-limits. I knew that. Still, I couldn’t make myself stay away.
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Prologue

Ryder

Five years earlier

I caused a family feud between the Lynwoods and the Hutchinsons.

Feud probably wasn’t the right word, or hell, maybe it was. It wasn’t as if they were fighting in that sense of the word. There were no lines drawn in the dirt. There were no plots or ploys to get back at each other—at least not yet.

There was just…loss. Loss of relationships and connection. Of family vacations together, birthdays, and a friendship that began when my parents and the Hutchinsons were in college. The four of them had met there, graduated together, married the same summer, and had kids around the same ages—my sister, Kinsley, and Hutch, two years older than me and Mads.

Mads, who was my best friend in the world. Mads, who’d always had my back. Mads, whom I’d lost my virginity to, even though it’d been a mess and I wasn’t sure I’d been all that good.

All that had changed with two words: I’m gay.

In their defense, I’d spent seven years in a relationship with Mads—five of them married. Maybe they had a right to be angry with me, but it wasn’t as if I’d planned it. I didn’t wake up one morning thinking, I’m clearly gay, but maybe I should marry my best friend anyway.

I’d loved Mads. I still loved her. I just…couldn’t love her that way. Part of me thought I had. I’d spent my life lying to myself, confusing what I felt for her with romantic love, when it had been the deepest kind of friendship. I’d kept my secrets locked away, even from myself, until I couldn’t deny them any longer. Until they eventually dug themselves to the surface and I knew if I didn’t acknowledge them, it would eventually kill me.

Which brought me to where I was, sitting on the couch while Mads cried and our parents yelled at each other as if they were the ones who’d lost something. They fucking hadn’t. They had a choice in it all, in being friends or not. Mads had lost her husband, the man she was in love with, the person she thought she would spend the rest of her life with.

And I’d lost what I’d thought was part of my identity: my wife, my best friend, the person I thought I would spend my life with as well.

“You can’t tell me you didn’t know, Ryder! You’ve wasted seven years, seven years of Madison’s life! You married her, for Christ’s sake!” her dad shouted.

“You don’t get to do that, Grant. You don’t get to decide what Ryder knew or didn’t know. Do you think he wanted to do this? He loves Maddy. He was confused, and his love for her mixed him up. He’s hurting too,” my father defended.

“Don’t,” I told him. “They have a right to be upset.”

“Dad, cut him a little slack, okay?” Hutch added. “Sexuality doesn’t always work that way. It’s more complex than you want to believe.” Hutch was Grant Hutchinson the Third, but had decided in college he wanted to go by Hutch.

It had to have taken a lot for him to say that. He’d always considered himself his sister’s keeper. She was the baby of their family. She’d been pretty sick growing up, had been diagnosed with cancer twice before she’d turned eighteen, but she’d beaten it. Still, the family often tried to protect her from everything, fussed over her constantly. A lot of the Hutchinsons’ world revolved around trying to protect Mads. Even though it drove her crazy, she never told them. She and I talked about it all the time, but Mads had a hard time sticking up for herself when it came to her family, and Hutch would go to the ends of the earth to protect her.

I figured that was what happened when people you loved almost lost you, when her childhood had been so much more sheltered than most.

“We trusted you,” her mom, Nora, said. “You’re like family to us. We trusted you with the most important person in our world, and you broke her heart.”

My stare snagged on Hutch, who flinched, then tried to cover it up by crossing his arms. That couldn’t have felt too good to hear. They always gave Mads more attention than Hutch. He was expected to be able to fend for himself because they put so much energy into her and worried about her health so much, but the older I got, the more I thought about how it must affect him.

You’d never know it, though. Hutch stood tall, his dark-chestnut hair in a perfect crew cut. His eyes matched in color, serious and confident as he took us in.

I pulled my attention away from him. “I love Mads. You all know that. The last thing I ever wanted was to hurt her, but…” But I’d been confused. I’d been young, just a teenager, when we went from best friends to dating. It had felt like a logical step because, like them, I’d wanted to always be able to take care of her.


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