She’s everything I can’t have. One stolen moment with her and I’m lost forever.
I’m a Marquette, she’s a Chadwick. That’s bad news. Marquettes never mix with Chadwicks. It’s a freaking bad replay of Romeo and Juliet without Shakespeare’s poetry.
But she makes me lose control. Touch Her. Taste Her. Take Her – that’s all I want to do when she’s around!
When I find myself partnered with her for a project, my first instinct is to run as far away as possible. But I don’t. Rather, I fall deeper for her annoying innocence and sexy, curvy body. Then all hell breaks loose, and I have to choose sides, something I never planned to do.
Add the complications of a baby…
Whatever I decide, I could possibly be ruined forever. Just like Romeo and Juliet.