My brother and his fiancée never showed up to his wedding. I was there as a bridesmaid. All the important people were missing, though.

Right until the best men showed up. Blake and Jordan, my brother's best friends. I've known them most of my life. I grew up with them. Blake, brooding and handsome, Jordan, bright and, well, hot. So I trusted them when they asked me to follow them. I've known them for so long – why wouldn't I trust them?

I trusted them when a bag was thrown over my head, and I was kidnapped.

I was taken to a secret location and found out they were my kidnappers.

I was angry. Furious. Betrayed.

But they told me why they did it. My brother isn't who I thought he was. Neither are the two men he tasked with stealing me away.

I'll be locked in a house with them for weeks.