Crossfire

Blair Monroe:

I've spent my whole life becoming exactly who people wanted me to be. Beautiful. Untouchable. The kind of girl who smiles for photos, dates the right men, and never lets anyone see the cracks beneath the surface. It's easy to play perfect when no one looks too closely.

Then Roman Blackwood moved into my house.

My stepbrother. My ruin. My favorite mistake.

He's spent years tearing through every boundary I've ever built with wicked smiles, inked hands, and eyes that know me better than they should. He makes me reckless, makes me selfish, makes me crave things I can never admit out loud.

So I leave for college, determined to become someone he can't touch anymore. Someone better. Someone free.

Then he follows me.

And for him,
I would step willingly into the line of fire.

Roman Blackwood:

I've never believed in rules. They're made for people too weak to take what they want. I've always preferred consequences.

Then there was Blair Monroe.

Golden girl. Ice queen. Beautiful little liar wrapped in designer labels and practiced smiles. She spent years pretending she didn't want me while looking at me like I was the sin she prayed hardest for.

She can run to another city.
She can hide behind a new life.
She can keep pretending she's above this.

It won't matter.

Because Blair has been mine in every way that counts since the day we met.

And for her,
I would stand in the crossfire and call it home.