Lucas Thatcher has always been my enemy.

Eleven years have passed since I last saw him. But all those years we spent on opposite coasts felt more like a temporary cessation of hostilities than a lasting peace. Now that we are both back in our small town, I know for sure that Lucas hopes to continue the war. But since high school, I have changed. And apparently, so is he.

The arrogant guy who was my childhood rival is now a chiseled doctor, armed with an attractive appearance. He's Lucas Thatcher 2.0, a new and improved version that I'll have to compete with again, but at work, not in the schoolyard.

I'm not worried, now I'm a doctor too, certified and sexy in my own way. white robe. But just when I start to think that winning will be too easy, Lucas resorts to a new tactic that neither of us has used before: sexual influence.

Since the day he pinned me against the wall and kissed me, I haven't I can help but wonder if this kiss was filled with passion or poison? Every accidental touch is sweet torture. With every stolen kiss, my walls crumble more and more. And now, Lucas knows exactly how to make me lose my composure, but I'm not going to give up so easily.

I never thought that knowing your enemy would be so pleasant.