My wannabe friends-to-lovers story is an embarrassing disaster.
It all started when I took a chance on love and made a move on the older guy I’ve been obsessed with for years. I experienced something so humiliating, I’m desperate to bleach it from my brain forever.
I’ve spent every day since pretending it didn’t happen. That it didn’t matter. That it didn’t hurt.
Rocco Monroe came to live with my family when he was eighteen. His bedroom was across from mine. We were friends. He became the son my father never had.
When I tried to change our status, he shut me down. He said I was illicit … a forbidden drug formulated just for him.
And that’s saying something since he’s a DEA agent.
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