In The Backseat

Roommates by chance, sparks fly immediately-but not in the way anyone expects. Calitrope dismisses Venici as a cute, easily manipulated plaything, someone to tease, maybe charm, then move on from. But as days melt into weeks, Calitrope finds herself inexplicably drawn to Venici's stubbornness, her intelligence, the way her cheeks flush when Calitrope pushes her buttons. Venici, for her part, knows she should resist the flirtatious allure of her rebellious roommate, yet her heart betrays her.

The tension between them grows slowly, heated glances exchanged across their shared space, casual brushes of skin that linger longer than they should. As Calitrope finds herself caught between the intoxicating thrill of control and the undeniable pull of something deeper, Venici realizes that the fierce competition between them might just be the one thing keeping Calitrope coming back-and maybe, just maybe, there's more to their banter than either of them are willing to admit.

Neither is willing to make the first move, and yet, in the backseat of that Mustang, things might finally come to a head. It's not just about winning anymore-it's about giving in.