Off Limits

Off Limits

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Thanks to this awesome girly @fralachi_lover for the story idea and designing the title cover for me which looks awesome Josh Colley has one rule for his best friend: Don't touch my sister. Malachi Barton has spent years pretending that rule doesn't destroy him. Because Freya Skye has always been the one person he could never stop wanting - no matter how hard he tried. Freya knows falling for her brother's best friend is a bad idea. She knows sneaking around could ruin everything. But it's hard to stay away from someone who looks at her like she's the only person in the room. Especially when the almost touches start becoming real ones. Especially when late-night conversations turn into secrets. Especially when one mistake changes everything. Now Josh is starting to notice the tension between them. The stolen glances. The unfinished sentences. The way Malachi would do anything for her. And if the truth comes out, they could lose more than just their friendship. Because the closer Freya and Malachi get to each other... the closer they get to destroying the one person standing between them.
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