🔥 His best friend's baby sister. His children's caretaker. The ONE woman completely off-limits.
Shane Prescott knows hiring Avery Lawson is a terrible idea the second she walks through his door looking nothing like the girl who used to throw mud at summer cookouts.
"You're staring, Prescott." "You grew up." "That's generally how time works."
💕 His twin girls adore her instantly. She transforms the ranch house into a craft kingdom and fills every room with laughter Shane hasn't heard in years.
The problem is the evenings. After bedtime. When she reads on the porch and he invents any excuse to sit beside her, close enough to smell wildflowers in her hair.
"Jake would kill me," Shane mutters one night, dangerously near. "Jake doesn't get a vote on my life."
But when her brother visits and reads the tension across the dinner table, the friendship detonates. Punches thrown in the barn. Words that can't be unsaid.
Avery steps between them. "I'm not territory. Neither of you decides this for me."
She leaves. Gives them space to grow up.
It takes Jake three months to call Shane. Takes Shane three seconds to drive to Avery's apartment afterward.
"Your brother says I'm an idiot if I don't try."
She kisses him first. Because she's done waiting for permission.
⭐ A sizzling taboo romance with a protective hero caught between loyalty and the love he can't deny!
Rysa Blae is a passionate weaver of dark desires, forbidden fantasies, and emotionally charged love stories. Specializing in romantic erotic fantasy with heavy doses of obsession, power play, and taboo heat, Rysa crafts immersive worlds where boundaries are pushed and love is anything but gentle.
Her stories dive deep into the minds of morally grey heroes, dominant anti-lovers, and the complex women who challenge and awaken them. With themes ranging from age gap obsession and mafia breeding romance to psychological thrillers soaked in passion, Rysa’s books are perfect for readers who crave intensity, sensuality, and twisted devotion.
When she’s not plotting sinful stories, she’s probably sipping coffee, building secret Pinterest boards, and dreaming up her next irresistible villain.
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