Close To You

Wrenlee and Andrew had years of resentment, but one unexpected living situation. Wrenlee's new to Clemson, and Andrew's suddenly without a home, thanks to her brother Rowan's cozy move with his girlfriend. Sharing a house was meant to be a practical solution for the two, but with every argument and escalating tension, their forced proximity ignites a spark neither can ignore.

When Andrew corners Wrenlee, challenging her to deny the simmering desire between them, will she give in to the heat? Or will years of animosity keep them apart? Get ready for a rollercoaster of emotions, witty banter, and a love that defies all expectations.

Andrew advanced, his annoyance palpable. "Tell me I'm wrong, Wrenlee," he rasped, his voice a low hum. The wall met my back, trapping me in his space, the air crackling between us. Every fiber of my being yearned for his touch, yet a mysterious hesitation held me captive.

"You're too close," I managed, the words barely audible. Ignoring my feeble protest, he gently tilted my chin, his gaze locking onto mine, while his other hand settled possessively on my waist.

"Ask me to stop, Wrenlee," he murmured, his voice laced with a challenge, "and I will. But don't lie to me. Don't pretend you don't want this too."

"Oh, screw it," I breathed, the words a surrender, a reckless abandon. And then, I closed the distance, crashing my lips onto his. It was a collision of pent-up emotions, a storm of longing finally unleashed. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer, molding our bodies together as if we were always meant to be one. The kiss deepened, a desperate dance of tongues and teeth, a claiming, a catharsis.