I've had a crush on Dylan St. Clair ever since he climbed into my bedroom window ten years ago.
𝘞𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸, 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰.
I was eleven, he was seventeen.
A bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks with a chip on his shoulder and fresh bruises from his latest fight, he went on to play the starring role in all my teenage fantasies.
But I always knew he was off-limits. So, over the years I gave up wishing and hoping we could ever be together.
Until he kissed me on a cold beach one starry winter’s night.
Until he said those five words that changed everything.