Stefan Dalca is infuriatingly handsome. And annoyingly persistent. We’re supposed to hate each other. But apparently he didn’t get the memo, because he’s been asking me out for years.\n\n\nAnd I always say no. Until today.\n\n\nToday he has something that I desperately need. Today he’s a savior, and I’m his prize.\n\n\nOur time together starts out as a simple transaction. Three dates. No touching. No telling anyone. And definitely no falling in love.\n\n\nBut with every intimate conversation, and each stolen glance, the tension between us builds.\n\n\nThe way he looks at me gives me butterflies. And when he finally touches me? We sizzle.\n\n\nStefan makes me feel seen in a way no other person has before. He cherishes my words as passionately as my body.\n\n\nHe makes me laugh. He makes me blush. He calls me kitten.\n\n\nHe’s not the villain he’s been made out to be.\n\n\nAnd suddenly I find myself longing for him in a way the people closest to me wouldn’t approve of or understand.\n\n\nGiving in to Stefan Dalca is playing with fire.\n\n\nBut with him I don’t even mind the heat.