He should have been a one-night mistake.

Instead, he became an obsession.

Mine.

His.

I told myself it was just a but of fun.

Then he slid into my bed and life like he belonged there.

I should have been terrified.

I wasn't.

I should have thrown him out.

I didn't.

Because the truth is...I wanted to know how far he'd go.

And now?

I'm about to find out.

I write stories about messy people in complicated situations. Adult. Dark. Unapologetic. Expect trigger warnings - I don't write safe. Nice and neat HEA isn't usually on the menu.