LOGINBlurb: When the university’s golden-boy hockey captain needs to pass Advanced Statistics or kiss his NHL dreams goodbye, the last person he expects to hold his future in his hands is Nathan Tanner. Brilliant, uptight, and utterly unimpressed by Maverick Rockwell’s charm. Nathan wants one thing: his glowing recommendation letter for the elite SiporaTech internship. Instead, he’s blackmailed into tutoring the arrogant, distractingly hot jock who represents everything he despises. But as their private sessions move from the library to Nathan’s couch, Maverick’s casual touches linger too long, his teasing grins turn wicked, and his “straight” confidence starts cracking under the heat of Nathan’s icy control. Maverick thought seducing the nerd would be easy revenge. He never expected the quiet intensity in Nathan’s glare to set his blood on fire… or how addictive it would feel to make the perfect tutor lose his composure. With only two weeks until finals, the stakes couldn’t be higher. One wrong move could destroy both their futures. But the forbidden tension simmering between them might just burn everything down first. Starting with their clothes. A deliciously steamy MM romance full of power plays, reluctant desire, and the kind of slow, scorching surrender that leaves you breathless.
View MoreJulianChapter FiveThe guy stepping out of the elevator looked like he’d been pulled straight off a catalog page. He wore a Charcoal suit, slicked-back hair, carrying a leather portfolio.Adrian didn’t even turn around, but his shoulders instantly locked up. "Not now, Carter.""Your dad said to give you the revised brief," Carter said, walking right past me like I was a coat rack. He tossed a heavy folder onto the nearest glass table. "He wants the Voss-approved floor plan integrated by Monday. Retail space on the ground floor. VIP lounges on three and four. Drop the library concept."I blinked. "Drop the...what?"Carter finally glanced at me, his eyes dead. "Who’s the intern?""He’s my partner," Adrian snapped, stepping between us. "And the brief stays as it is. We aren't changing the design.""Marcus already authorized it," Carter said with a smooth, fake smile. "You either build what sells, or you watch your scholarship buddy pack his desk. Your call, boss." He turned on his heel
Julian Chapter FourAdrian didn't explain the phone call. He came back from the fence line with his face rearranged into something calm, tucked his phone away, and said, "We should go see the real drawings. My father's firm has the structural archive for half the buildings on this campus."I almost said no. Almost said whatever that call was, you don't have to pretend it didn't happen. But his jaw was set in a way that told me the door was closed, and I wasn't ready to be the one who tried to force it back open.So two days later I found myself standing in the lobby of Voss Tower, forty floors of glass stacked over downtown like something that had never once considered failing."Nice place," I said."Don't.""I wasn't being sarcastic. It's actually nice.""You were being sarcastic. Everyone's sarcastic about this building." Adrian swiped a badge at the turnstile, and it let him through with a soft chime, like it recognized his blood before it recognized the card. Mine got checked twi
JULIANThe job site smelled like wet concrete and diesel, and Adrian Voss showed up in shoes that cost more than my mother made in a week."Those are going to get ruined," I said.He looked down at them like he was noticing them for the first time. "They're already ruined. I stepped in something on the walk over.""That's called mud.""That's generous. It moved."A cement mixer groaned somewhere behind the chain-link fence, and my mother's crew called out numbers to each other across the lot, the kind of shorthand that only makes sense if you've spent years learning it. Adrian flinched at the noise like it had personally targeted him."You good?""Fine." He wasn't fine. He was standing very still, the way people stand when they're trying not to look like tourists and failing completely.My mother came around the corner in her hard hat, saw the two of us, and her eyebrows went up so fast I thought they might leave her face."This the partner?" she asked me, not taking her eyes off Adri
CHAPTER 2JULIANAdrian Voss was fourteen minutes late to the first meeting of the rest of my academic career, and he walked in eating a croissant like that was a normal thing to do."You're late," I said."You're tense." He dropped into the chair across the drafting table like it belonged to him, which, given whose name was on the building, it kind of did. "Is this a bad time?""Studio four, five o'clock. That's what Ibarra said.""It's five-fourteen.""I'm aware.""So we're both aware." He tore off a piece of croissant and looked around the empty studio like he was seeing it for the first time, even though I was fairly sure he'd been in this building longer than I had. "Nice space. Smells like turpentine and bad decisions.""That's the last studio's crit night. Somebody cried into a rendering.""Sounds about right." He finally looked at me properly, and something in his face shifted, like he was recalibrating. "Okay. Terms of engagement. You clearly came with a plan. Let's hear it."






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