'Selena's heart stopped, her phone nearly slipping from her fingers. "Ryan Stone is the one I'm babysitting?" No. The hottest guy in my school. And my bully.' Ryan Stone ruled Westview High like he owned it—tall and broad-shouldered, with a jawline sharp enough to cut glass, messy dark hair that begged to be tugged, and those piercing green eyes that always found her in a crowd, stripping her defenses bare. For four long years, he'd been her tormentor: "accidentally" slamming her locker shut on her fingers, spreading rumors that left her cheeks flaming, cornering her in empty hallways just to lean in too close and whisper taunts that made her pulse race with fury... and something darker she refused to name. She told herself she despised him. She had to.