I haven’t seen him in over a decade, but Joshua Luca can still get to me. And I hate it.
At twenty-nine, I’m a doctor and I’ve travelled the world, but just the thought of him has me sliding my sweaty palms down my jeans and wishing I could steady my racing heartbeat.
Joshua was an almost obsession until, at seventeen, he cost me my future. In one night, I grew up and let go of my silly crush.
My infatuation for Joshua is dead and buried. Forever.
It doesn’t matter that he’s my new flat mate.
Or that he still has that same sexy smile.
I barely notice how that, despite his billions, he’s the kindest man I know.
Or that when he touches me, a thousand tiny fireworks explode all over my body.
I’m completely over Joshua Luca.