At twenty-four, Imogen Stokes is one of the youngest-and most admired-teachers at her school. With both brains and beauty, she's the kind of woman who turns heads without trying.
But everything shifts when she finds herself drawn to the last person...
"Must you try to be the hero?" Her tears fell before I could catch them, the rose clutched tightly against her chest. Imogen didn't look up. Her voice cracked. "Must you try to be my hero?"
"If being your hero means risking everything I've built..." I ran a finger gently along her features, lifting her chin. Her glossy eyes met mine. "Then yes. It's always going to be me and you against everyone. My soul is yours, Imogen Eliza Stokes. My mind is yours. My heart is yours."
"No, it's not," she whispered.
"Oh," I murmured, brushing my lips against hers. A stuttered breath escaped from both of us. "But it is. Even if I don't want it to be. You're mine. And I'm yours."
Collided Souls
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Imogen Stokes 24 years old
Cane Nixon 38 years old
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"Just tell me if I solved your equation correctly-with a long, deep, hot, passionate kiss."
A/N My first forbidden Romance y'all!!! Enjoy 💌 and don't forget to share, vote, and comment pookies!!
