I am finally over my crush on Dukeβcompletely 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, Iβll always be his best friend Chrisβs little sisterβthe little girl who dunked his Darth Vader action figure in Elmer's glue and glitter. Even if Duke noticed me, it wouldnβt matter. Iβm 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 Iβm over Duke. One hundred percent attraction-free, thatβs me. Well, mostly...until I accidentally send him one of my usual scrambled texts (thank you, autocorrect)...and he thinks Iβm hitting on him. Iβm mortified enough to momentarily consider relocating someplace obscure like Greenland. I can never show my face around town again. Iβll buy a parka and an ice pick and learn to love fish...a lot. But then Duke answers my text... Am I dreaming? Heβs not mad. Heβs 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 donβt tell my brother.