They were never supposed to meet again—until fate made them neighbors.
When Henry Parker walks into Marlebrook University on a scholarship, he expects pressure, competition, maybe even loneliness. What he doesn’t expect is Dean Marlow—the boy who made ninth grade hell. Now Dean is next door, just as rich, arrogant, and untouchable as ever.
What starts as a slow-burn rivalry—hallway jabs, classroom clashes, stolen glares—twists into something hotter, harder to define. Something that burns through their dorm walls and leaves them tangled in shadows, silence, and everything they shouldn’t want.
In a campus laced with secrets and second chances, Henry and Dean must decide what they’re fighting for—pride, power, or each other.
Enemies to lovers. Dorm walls too thin. And a past that refuses to stay buried. This is not your typical college romance. It’s the slowest burn, the sharpest ache, and the softest ending.
It’s very G-rated, with only the implication of intercourse, a few harmless touches, and one mention of the dirty ‘s word.’ Putting all that aside, I’d recommend this book to anyone struggling to come to terms with the fact they might not love in the conventional way.