There was something about the town of Ganford that made people stay. Maybe it was the burnt orange skies of the desert, or the state route that stretched across it. Everybody knew everybody. Everybody had their secrets. Lily Campbell spent 22 years of her life learning them. Ganford made people predictable. Except for one man. Foster Harrigan came and went with the seasons. The Campbells have been family friends with Foster longer than Lily could remember. After years of silence surrounding the mysteries of the town, Lily digs deeper, only to continuously run into the man who secretly ran Ganford.

When she comes home for summer, the one man who makes her feel safe is the one she can never have-her father's best friend, Frank Castle. Older, scarred, and fiercely protective, Frank tries to keep his distance. But in the hazy heat of long summers and stolen moments, forbidden desire begins to unravel them both. A slow-burn age-gap romance thick with tension, tenderness, and dangerous temptation. TW: heavy smutt, swearing, alcohol, cheating mentioned, age gaps, sex, slight violence.

Moving into Jon Bernthal's apartment was supposed to make my life easier. He had an empty room. I needed somewhere to live. And after five years of knowing him as one of my father's closest friends, sharing a roof with him hardly seemed like something worth worrying about. Until familiarity begins to feel a little too intimate. Suddenly, the man I've never thought twice about becomes increasingly difficult not to think about at all, and the boundaries that once seemed obvious start becoming dangerously easy to forget. Some boundaries are easy to respect. Until you start wondering what it would feel like to cross them. *** [ +18 | STORY CONTAINS MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT! READ AT OWN RISK ] ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @INKEDCHERRY

Sloane was supposed to be off limits. Frank was the extra seat around the dinner table, the guy who was now part of the furniture. Her dad's best friend. After being stood up on a date, Sloane finds herself blurring lines between her and Frank that she once respected. One drink becomes a conversation. A conversation becomes a look neither of them can ignore. Frank knows how wrong it is. Sloane knows she should walk away. But sometimes the things you shouldn't have, are the things you want the most. It's wrong. Complicated. And somehow, it feels so right. TW: lots of tension and angst, heavy on the smut! swearing, alcohol, violence, cheating mentioned, age gap, sexual activity