#asecondchanceenemy

I grew up with one rule: never trust a McCoy. And now here I am, back in Eastville, face-to-face with Ryan McCoy himself—my family’s sworn enemy.

Ryan McCoy stands before me with his maddening smirk, eyes that linger just a little too long, and the kind of rough, arrogant charm that shouldn’t make my heart race—but does.

Our families are sworn enemies, and I know better, but every sharp retort and lingering touch with him seems to ignite something dangerous between us.

We both insist it’s just frustration, an itch that one night will cure, nothing more. So we make a deal—one night, and we go back to pretending we don’t crave each other.

But when dawn comes, I’m left breathless, my mind still reeling from his touch.

I tell myself I can walk away, but each time I see him, I wonder if one night was ever going to be enough.

Now, I’ve fallen, and I can only hope he’s there to catch me.

Will the start of us mark the downfall of everything I’ve ever known?

Can the love we share be fierce enough to survive a betrayal that cuts so deep?