Two Floors Down

‎One very sexy neighbor. A misdelivered package, and a bad decision.

Jules Rivera didn't mean to steal her neighbor's journal, but it landed at her door in 2B.
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‎Jules Rivera lives in 2B. Julian Rivers lives in 8B. Same building, eerily similar names, and apparently, according to the mailman - a perfect recipe for constant delivery mix-ups.
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‎She told herself, just one line. Just for intel. Only to find herself unraveling the private world of Julian Rivers, the quiet, intense neighbor she may or may not be begrudgingly intrigued by.
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‎She tells herself she'll stop. After one more page. After one more entry. But every word she reads pulls her deeper into his loneliness, into his secrets, and before she knows it, she's knee-deep in his thoughts - private, raw, sometimes hot as hell - and the guilt is getting harder to ignore.
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But secrets don't sit quietly forever.
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‎When a painting, a game night, and a kiss-that-almost-was tip everything into dangerous territory, Jules is left with a question heavier than guilt: What do you do when you're falling for someone who doesn't even know you've already met him?
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‎Jules Rivera knows that returning it is inevitable, but that's where the true drama begins - what will Julian do when he finds out she's had it all this time?

Returning the journal should've been easy. Too bad she caught feelings somewhere between page 12 and total disaster. Will Jules return it and risk losing the one person who finally sees her?

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