RILEY;

The lake house was supposed to be my safe place. Quiet. Peaceful. A chance to forget the chaos of my second year at college and just breathe.

Instead, it became the place where I finally lost my mind over the one man I was never allowed to want.

I’d been home for three days when it happened. Dad had gotten called away on an emergency business trip to London—something about a merger that couldn’t wait. He’d hugged me tight at the door, kissed the top of my head like I was still twelve, and said, “Jax is staying here to keep an eye on things. You two behave.”

Behave....