MasukSome people are trained to disappear. Others are trained to make problems disappear. Reid Calder operates in the space no one admits exists. His team is untraceable, unacknowledged, and brutally efficient. They are deployed when the mission cannot fail and cannot be traced. Control is the only reason it works. Distance is the only rule. Alexis Harper is not part of his system. She’s a linguistic and counterintelligence specialist designed for environments Reid’s team can’t survive. Unassuming when she wants to be. Invisible when it matters. Dangerous in ways that don’t leave bruises. She’s placed into his unit without his consent, into a world built on silence and authority, and she refuses to play small. They clash immediately. Reid sees her as disruption. Alexis sees him as arrogance wrapped in control. Their arguments are sharp, relentless, and impossible to ignore. Every room tightens when they’re together. Every exchange feels like a challenge neither is willing to lose. The closer they’re forced to work, the more volatile the tension becomes. Because some battles aren’t about dominance. They’re about restraint. And when two people trained to never lose control are pushed into constant proximity, the fallout is inevitable. Proximity Hazard is a slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers romance packed with covert operations, razor-sharp banter, forced proximity, and tension so thick it borders on reckless. Perfect for readers who crave dangerous men, brilliant women, and chemistry that feels like a threat.
Lihat lebih banyakThe kitchen light was soft. Early. Clean. The kind of morning that pretends the world isn’t violent.I walked in because I needed caffeine and a reason not to think about the fact that I’d stood outside her door last night like an asshole.And then Alexis Harper turned, barefoot, in a tank and shorts as if she’d stepped out of a dream I didn’t deserve to have.She nearly collided with me. Her breath caught. Mine did too.For a second, we just… existed there. Too close. Too quiet. Her hair twisted up, messy from sleep, skin warm from being alive, and my brain did something treasonous: it forgot how to be a commander.My eyes dragged over her, from head to toe, before I could stop them.I felt her notice. Felt her body tighten. She wasn’t shy. She wasn’t timid. She went still, as if trying to figure out if she was self-conscious that I was looking or for what had happened last night.“Didn’t mean to startle you,” I said.She blinked once. “You didn’t,”Lie.I almost smiled. Almost.We s
The kitchen was quiet in that early morning that felt borrowed.Soft light spilled through the tall windows, turning the counters pale gold. The compound hadn’t fully woken yet. No clatter. No voices. Just the hum of the appliances and the faint sound of coffee brewing somewhere behind me. I looked around to see who turned on the coffee machine, but I didn’t see anyone.“Must be on a timer,” I mumbled.I padded across the floor barefoot, hair twisted into a messy knot that hadn’t survived sleep, wearing one of my tanks and shorts. Nothing fancy. Nothing sexy. Comfortable.I didn’t expect anyone else to be there, so when I turned and nearly collided with a wall of heat and muscle, my breath caught sharp and stupid in my throat.Reid Calder.He stood just inside the doorway, sleeves pushed up, hair still loose like he hadn’t decided whether to control it yet. Morning light cut across his face, catching in those green eyes that didn’t soften just because the sun was out.He stopped too.
My phone buzzed at 0612.I didn’t need to know who it was. No one else in this compound texted before sunrise unless something was on fire.EVAN:Didn’t know midnight strolls to recruit doors were mandatory now. Should I start knocking on random rooms for bonding opportunities, or was that just a you thing?I stared at the screen for a long second. Annoyed. At Evan. At myself.REID:You have thirty seconds to delete that, or I revoke your internet privileges for a month.Three dots appeared as soon as I pressed send.EVAN:Worth it! Also, she’s cute when she’s half asleep. Just sayin’.I didn’t respond. I didn’t need to. He’d feel it later. Evan always did.By the time I walked into the briefing room, caffeine burning through my veins and irritation riding shotgun, the team was already there.Marcus had his boots hooked around the chair legs, posture relaxed but eyes sharp.Luke sat with a mug in both hands, calm as a monastery.Jonah was leaning against the wall, quiet, present, watc
Sleep never just happened for me.Sleep was something I negotiated with. Like a hostage situation where I’m both the hostage and the negotiator, and everyone involved is exhausted, armed, and deeply irritated.Unit C, Room 6, was exactly what Director Sato—Jeremy promised: functional. Bare. Bolted-down bed, desk, and closet. The kind of space that said we can move out in thirty seconds if we have to.Perfect.I unpacked and lined my things the way I always did. Slowly. Methodically. Not because I’m tidy, but because order is a language my nervous system understands. Toiletries in one row. Clothes folded tightly. Shoes were paired like they were ready to be grabbed and shoved into a bag at a moment’s notice. I looked at my closet and told myself I was settling in. That was a lie I told myself every time I moved somewhere new. Settling in implies I’m laying down roots. I don’t do roots.I finished, stood there for a second, and stared at the door as if it might suddenly grow teeth.Then












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