Maya’s POVMidnight is rude.It removes logic. It removes fear. It removes clothing in your imagination before you can stop it. And unfortunately, my imagination has a favorite victim.My next door neighbor is tall, unfairly attractive, and has the kind of voice that could convince a nun to sin without even raising his tineMy name is Maya Collins. I am nineteen. I am supposed to be focused on saving my family business, finishing university, and behaving like a responsible adult.Instead, I might be losing my mind over a man who looks at me like I am both a mistake and a temptation. And I am not sure which one I want to be.I have very important rules.Rule number one: Do not think about him after 10 p.m.Rule number two: Do not stand on the balcony in thin sleep dresses when you know he sometimes works late.Rule number three: Do not imagine what his hands would feel like on your waist.I break all three rules daily. Tonight, I am breaking them again. I stand in front of my mirror, b
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