He's dangerous.
He came into my life when I was sixteen. Tattooed, ear pierced, ripped jeans and bloody knuckled. That was the day his family moved in next door.
For six years, I've watched my bad-boy neighbor, never knowing when he's going to be there and when he isn't. Never knowing what he's doing when he's absent, only that it's dangerous.
And then one night I wake to find him in my bed. Naked. Bruised and bleeding. And hard. Really hard.
He wants me. And he knows I want him too. But he's dangerous. On every freaking level.
Oh boy, this is going to end in pain…