I always thought that life after college would be smooth sailing.
I’d get a great job, or maybe even find a company and a career I was desperately passionate about.
But here I was, broke, uninspired, unemployed, and about to move to Chicago to live with my brother… my stepbrother.
Things couldn’t be worse, and to top it all off, I’ve made an epic blunder that could ruin our relationship.
Why did he have to be so hot?