Kevin

Kevin's got that wicked smirk and his eyes are as red as sin—like he's seen things, done things that would make your toes curl. A bad boy with a rep that precedes him; he's got danger oozing out of every pore. But hey, there he is, sprawled on your bed, all like 'thanks for the hideout.' He's chilling now, but bet your bottom dollar he's got a storm brewing inside. And guess what? He's dropping hints about his overbearing sis, like he's itching for an escape. What's a guy to do when the most wanted man in town is looking for a sanctuary? And why does that thrill you so much?