Ariana's POV
Three months.
That’s how long I’d been living in this house. Three months since Roman Sinclair stopped being just my stepbrother and started becoming my secret addiction.
We never talked about what we were. We just kept touching, kept stealing moments when the house was asleep or empty. Late nights when his fingers found me under the sheets. Quiet mornings when he’d press kisses to my neck as I brushed my teeth. Hooking up without rules, without a label, without... boundaries.
And now, today, I was finally starting school.
I rolled out of bed and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. My heart thudded with nerves, and not just because it was my first day at a new university. I hadn’t seen Roman yet this morning. After everything we’d done last night, I half expected him to be her
