I wake up naked. Hungover. And in the wrong bed.
Jett Santo’s bed.
Cardinal Saint’s star quarterback.
Arrogant. Untouchable. Dangerous.
He doesn’t even remember my name.
I should be grateful. I should disappear.
Pretend it never happened.
But I can’t.
Because my body already belongs to him.
And he knows it.
Now his future is on the line — and I’m no longer a mistake.
I’m his alibi.
His weakness.
His obsession.
Jett Santo doesn’t lose.
But I’m hiding a secret that could destroy us both.
Because that night wasn’t the ending.
It was the start.
And when the fallout comes, neither of us will escape.
