somewhere between hate and home.

"I hated her."

At least... I thought I did.

For the past two years, Lovelyn Brooks and Ellie Carter have perfected the art of avoiding each other-except when they're arguing.

Lovelyn can't stand Ellie's sarcastic attitude, constant smirks, or the way she always seems to get under her skin. Ellie thinks Lovelyn is too cheerful, too perfect, and everything she doesn't have the patience for.

Neither of them realizes their rivalry began because of a misunderstanding neither ever bothered to question.

When they're both invited to a homecoming after-party, the last thing either of them expects is to be forced into a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven. One spin of a bottle leaves them locked in a room together, where silence turns into conversation... and first impressions begin to fall apart.

As football games fill Friday nights, pumpkin patches replace summer beaches, haunted houses become excuses to hold onto each other a little longer, and crisp autumn air brings them closer than either of them is willing to admit, Lovelyn and Ellie slowly discover that the person they spent years hating might be the one who understands them best.

Maybe some stories don't begin with love.

Maybe they begin with a misunderstanding.