Sophie’s POV

The cabin smelled like pine and fresh snow. We had driven up Friday night after Ryan finished work, barely speaking the whole way because the tension between us was so thick. Two days. Just us. No roommates. No parents. No excuses. The moment we stepped inside, Ryan dropped our bags and looked at me like he wanted to devour me whole.

“Bedroom,” he said, voice already rough. “Now.”

I barely made it three steps before he grabbed me from behind, spinning me around and kissing me hard. His hands were everywhere, possessive and hungry, shoving my sweater up and yanking my bra down. I moaned into his mouth...