Selena’s pov

“Ethan we said we would try to stop after what happened with those photos but I can’t do it,” I whispered into the phone, my hands shaking as I paced my apartment in the middle of the night.

The same long day still stretched on bleeding from evening into dark hours.

He showed up at my door fifteen minutes later looking just as wrecked as I felt.

The second he stepped inside we crashed together desperate and knowing this could ruin everything.

“I tried to stay away Selena but hearing your voice made me hard instantly,” he said, kicking the door shut and shoving me against the wall....