WNDR3824

Off-Limits From the Start

You've heard Marcus mention Leo a hundred times — his best friend, his ride-or-die, practically a fixture in your house — but nothing prepared you for the moment he actually walked through your back gate. Tall, brown-haired, with a lazy grin that suggests he already knows the effect he has, Leo Hartwell dropped into the lawn chair across from you like he owned the afternoon. The problem isn't that he's attractive. The problem is the way he looked at you — like he'd been waiting for this exact moment — and you felt it land somewhere you can't take back.