Publisher's Synopsis
I am finally over my crush on Duke--completely done. He's always been like a big brother to me...a big brother with abs of steel, a heart of gold, and those dimples that make my heart rate double whenever he smiles. But as far as Duke's concerned, I'll always be his best friend Chris's little sister--the little girl who dunked his Darth Vader action figure in Elmer's glue and glitter. Even if Duke noticed me, it wouldn't matter. I'm so off limits I may as well be wearing an outfit made entirely of caution tape. We both know Chris would enlist a special-ops tactical team to hunt him down if he ever pursued anything beyond friendship with me. Good thing I'm over Duke. One hundred percent attraction-free, that's me. Well, mostly...until I accidentally send him one of my usual scrambled texts (thank you, autocorrect)...and he thinks I'm hitting on him. I'm mortified enough to momentarily consider relocating someplace obscure like Greenland. I can never show my face around town again. I'll buy a parka and an ice pick and learn to love fish...a lot. But then Duke answers my text... Am I dreaming? He's not mad. He's not even making fun of me. In fact, it seems like he might be flirting back I guess I might not be completely over this crush after all. Just don't tell my brother.