He was infuriatingly gorgeous. His tight shirt showed the outline of each muscle on his ripped chest. He worked out harder than your average senior. His body wasn't yet that of a man but it was close. His nose had been broken but it only helped accent the high cheekbones and chiseled jaw. He should not be legal. I could literally drown in his dark eyes.

The name Laterza ran through my head. I could never forget who he was.

He wouldn't release my hand and nearly dragged me back. ...