At First Glance

The summer of 1966 was a time of change, of progress, of great things happening in the world.

But for Rumi Martin, it was the summer her heart stopped.

One look. That's all it took to ruin her for any other man. Because no one-no one-could ever be Raphael Moore.

Too bad he didn't want her.

So, Rumi did what any girl with a shattered heart would do-she moved on. Or at least, she tried. After all, sometimes what you want isn't what you need... right?

Raphael Moore had it all-money, women, a damn good life. He was reckless, untouchable. But then there was Rumi.

Too young. Too off-limits. Too goddamn tempting.

So he did the only thing he could-he pushed her away, again and again, until she finally stopped chasing. Until she started seeing someone else. His friend, Connor.

And now? Now Raphael can't stop watching.
Can't stop hating the way she smiles at someone else.
Can't stop wanting her.

Because maybe Rumi wasn't just something he wanted.
Maybe she was the one thing he needed.

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"I don't need you, Rumi."
She smiled, the kind of smile that felt like a blade. "Good. Because I don't need you either."

Too bad neither of them believed it.

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