She crossed the distance between us and moved close enough so that I could feel the heat of her, and the warm coconut scent of her body wash teased me to hardness. Twenty years ago I had a falling out with my best friend, Olivia. Now her daughter Callie is living in my beach house while Olivia is on vacation, and I can't stop thinking about her and what I'd like to do to her-if only she wasn't half my age and totally off limits. But even though I'm doing my best to keep my distance the spoiled little brat won't leave me alone, and when she barges into my bedroom I can't take any more. Turns out it's Callie's first time. Do you think I'm going to stop?