Never in my wildest dreams did I expect my sophomore year at an all-male university would unfold this way. Housing drama threw me into an old, worn-down house, sharing it with Jaden and three other guys. From day one, sparks flew between Jaden and me—though not the friendly kind.
Actually, I thought he hated me.
Despite the rocky start, a fiery romance neither of us could ignore started.
Especially after he caught me in my room, by myself, indulging in my favorite activity.
Here’s the kicker: neither of us ever thought we were gay, much less experienced in love or relationships. Yet, our connection pulled us into a whirlwind of raw, unfiltered desire that left us both reeling. The confusion and doubts were real, tearing us apart for a time. But sometimes, it takes falling apart to realize how much you truly belong together.
