Mia Cole's best day turned into her worst in five minutes flat.
She got into her dream university. Then she caught her boyfriend, Jake, in bed with another girl.
Heartbroken and furious, Mia did something wild. She walked into a bar, locked eyes with the most dangerously handsome man she had ever seen, and let one electric night erase all her pain.
She never got his name. She never planned to see him again.
But when Mia walks into her very first college class, her heart stops cold. Standing at the front of the room, in a sharp suit with those same dark, unforgettable eyes, is him, Professor Ethan Cross. Her new literature professor. The man she slept with the night before.
Now they are stuck in the same room, three days a week, pretending that night never happened. But the more Ethan tries to push her away, the harder Mia falls. And the more Mia grows into her own power, the harder Ethan fights to keep his walls up.
One wrong move and they both lose everything. But the heart does not care about rules.

I look at it. I put my phone face-down on the dining hall table. I pick up my fork.


Cara watches me do all of this without saying a word. She slides the parmesan shaker across the table in my direction. I take it. I put an unreasonable amount of cheese on my pasta. She does not comment on this either.


The pasta is bad. It is always bad overcooked, slightly gluey, the sauce from a jar that the dining hall is not even pretending came from anywhere else. Cara and I have eaten it four times this semester because it is the only thing still available after 6 PM on a weekday that doesn't require a twenty-minute wait.


We eat it in silence for a while. Good silence. The kind that doesn't need filling.


My phone buzzes again on the table. I don't flip it over.


Chapter 18 - "The Saddest Ending"