Maddie couldn’t stop thinking about it. The greenhouse. The warm, wet air. The press of moss and candlelight. The way Cole had taken his time with her, claimed her in secret, left her aching in all the best ways. Her…

The air outside was cool and crisp, but inside Jack’s cabin, the fireplace cast a soft amber glow across the wooden beams. The scent of cedar smoke clung to the walls, mingling with something richer — musk, leather, and something…

The air was thick with the scent of pine, smoke, and sweat. The firepit in the clearing behind the old Elk Ridge Tavern roared tall, crackling and spitting embers into the starlit sky. Cars and trucks were parked haphazardly around…

The ocean still echoed in Maddie’s ears when she woke, the scent of salt and sunscreen lingering on her sun-kissed skin. Her golden hair was tousled across the pillow, and her bikini top lay discarded on the floor next to…

Maddie had drifted between wakefulness and sleep for hours. Ever since she’d shut the door on Vanessa and Graham outside her room, her skin had felt electrified—every nerve ending alive, humming. She’d tried counting breathing exercises. Tried focusing on the…