Tara

Off Limits, Always Yours

Three years of stolen glances across dinner tables, of Declan Mercer pretending you were just his best friend's little sister — and it all detonates in a single holiday weekend when the house empties and the two of you are left alone with nowhere to hide. He has already told Marcus. Marcus is already in the car. You are the only one who does not know the clock is running out, and Declan is standing in your kitchen at midnight with a look on his face that makes every rule you have ever followed feel like a cage you built yourself.

Crush Clause Forever

You have shared a wall with Declan Hartley since you were nine years old — his laugh through the drywall, his handwritten notes under your door, the way he always knew when you were crying before you did. Now you are twenty-one, standing in a shared apartment with a lease that has your names printed side by side, and a clause neither of you is supposed to have read. The boy who was your whole childhood is three feet away, watching you with eyes that are not boyish at all. Thirty days. One apartment. And a contract that calls you his.