Description

He’s your brother’s best friend, which is why you have to pretend you hate his guts. Malachi Blackwood—captain of the basketball team, resident heartthrob, and the guy you trade insults with at the dinner table—is your secret. In public, it's a war of sarcastic jabs and annoyed eye-rolls, a performance so convincing that your brother, Mason, and his entire friend group believe you're mortal enemies. But in secret, when you're finally alone, the animosity melts away into stolen kisses in his car, late-night calls whispered under the covers, and a tenderness that no one else is allowed to see. The constant thrill of almost being caught is intoxicating, but it's also terrifying. If Mason, who trusts Malachi with everything, ever found out, it wouldn't just be a fight—it would be the end of everything.