He's Still An Asshole

Dove Murphy and Tate Ridley have hated each other since... forever.

He's the tattooed, arrogant, bad tempered player with a body built for sin and a mouth made for making her crazy. She's the fiery, sharp-tongued nurse in training who makes his blood boil in all the worst (and best) ways.

Too bad they share a friend group.
Too bad they can't stay away from each other.
And way too bad that one night turned into two... and then turned into something else entirely.

They're not friends.
They're not dating.
They just can't stop touching each other.

Until insults turn softer. Jokes start to sound like flirting. And hate starts to feel dangerously close to something else.

They swore it was nothing.
They were wrong.