Approximately 65,000+ words.
Excuse me? The last time I had checked I was still my own person. “Why’s that, huh? Just because you and I had something going on, that doesn’t mean—”
“Because you’re fucking mine!” he yelled at the top of his lungs with his chest heaving and his eyes flashing at me like hard, crystal daggers.
All breath left me. My heart was suddenly running a marathon as his words sunk in. What made me shiver was the look he had. It was a look that told me that he believed his words; that I was seriously his.
“Whatever gave you that idea?” I managed to whisper, shocked.
“You’ve always been mine,” he murmured, looking torn. “You just wouldn’t allow it.” He sought my eyes while I glanced away, feeling too much.
This is a story about firsts--love, hate and agony.
Olivia Taylor's life turned upside down when she found out her mother was moving into her boyfriend's home. The glitch? The boyfriend had a son named Greyson--the guy she loathed more than anything.
Greyson Edwards was your typical arrogant self-entitled jerk. He loved to taunt and tease Olivia. But the more time they got to spend together, the more complicated things became.
Will these two stubborn folks ever figure things out? Will they let themselves feel what was truly boiling underneath the angst and unveil the passion that's only a mere kiss away?
So captivating, heartbreaking and beautiful. Looking forward to the sequel!