He shouldn’t have imagined her lying naked on his bed. She shouldn’t have imagined his devilishly handsome face between her legs.

But it was too late.

Kiara and Ethan had been best friends since they were children. They'd shared everything in their eighteen years together except romance.

But that all changed at the beginning of their senior year.

Kiara began noticing Ethan's washboard abs when he hopped out of the pool dripping wet after swim practice. Ethan began gazing at Kiara’s golden skin in a bikini as a grown woman instead of the girl next door he grew up with.

That kiss should have never happened. 

It was just one moment in a lifetime of moments, but they both felt its power. They knew the thrumming in their veins and desperation in their bodies might give them all they ever wanted or ruin everything if they followed it.

Kiara and Ethan knew they should have never kissed. But it's too late to take that choice back, so they have a new one to make. 

Fall for each other and risk their friendship or try to forget one little kiss that might change everything.

PREVIEW:
“If you don’t want to kiss me then . . . let’s swim.”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Naked.”

“What?”

“I always wanted to try skinny dipping.” I pursed my lips and said, “And I really want to get out of these clothes.”

He said, “What if someone catches you . . . me, both?”

“Come on, Ethan. Don’t be a chicken . . .”

“Fine.”

His voice was rough when he said, “Remove that sweater first.”

I raised my eyebrow at the sudden change in his demeanour.

Ethan said, “You have an extra piece of clothing than me.”

I grinned. “Who said I was wearing any underwear?”

The Unfolding Duet

 You know what scares me the most other than losing myself and dying? You. Losing you. And I almost did today. 


 I know you didn’t mean the words you said to me when you saw Liam hugging me and hearing me confess that we had shared a kiss. But they still hurt. Not to mention, my father wanted to go back to India and I just couldn’t handle it all. 


 It hurt me more when you said you didn’t want to see any of us. But I stayed put. I was scared that if I moved an inch, something would happen to you and I would blame myself for it. I was fuming with anger, pain and hurt when I saw you on that bed. I never want to go through that again, Ethan. 


 Yes, I let the words slip out about how I feel about you in anger, but don’t you ever scare me like that again. 


 It was the scariest incident of my life. Even scarier than me being suicidal because I might lose the only thing I was living for. 


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