Dirty Secrets • Billie Eilish

Dirty Secrets • Billie Eilish

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Colby moves to Los Angeles expecting a fresh start-not to end up living under the same roof as Billie Eilish. After Colby's mom reconnects with an old friend from Colorado, she and Colby are welcomed into the O'Connell house while they get settled in LA. The problem? From the moment Colby and Billie meet, nothing between them clicks. Billie is cold, defensive, and impossible to read. Colby is stubborn enough to push right back. Every interaction turns into an argument. Every argument feels a little too intense. You could almost say they're each other's biggest enemies. Unfortunately for them, avoiding each other becomes impossible when their bedrooms share a wall-especially once they realize the line between hate and attraction is starting to blur.
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"God, your hands are freezing," she hissed against my lips as mine explored her waist. "Did you dunk them in a glacier on your way in?" "Battle wounds," I murmured, as if that explained everything. "I was emotionally wounded by your earlier donut slander." She groaned, throwing her head back dramatically, which gave me a perfect view of her neck. I kissed my way up it with a reverence usually reserved for fine wine and Beyoncé albums. "Mmm," she breathed. "You always this poetic or just when you're trying to get in my pants?" "I'm versatile," I whispered, one hand sliding up her thigh like it was a VIP pass. "Like a good multitool." "Are you comparing yourself to a Swiss Army knife right now?" she asked between kisses, eyebrows arching. "Yes. And this knife comes with a corkscrew and a lifetime warranty, baby." That made her laugh-God, that laugh. Like summer rain and chaos bottled up in human form. "You're such a dork." Published: 01/06/2025

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