Hate To Love You

Enemies to Lovers Brother’s Best Friend Erotic Romance

“Is that all you can offer me? A fling and nothing more?” Hayden asked.

“Yes,” Zoe said, trying to convince herself at the same time.

A man she’s always hated. A teenage crush on her brother’s best friend. A love which was never more than a dream and a painful longing ruining Zoe’s summer holidays.

But thanks to her aunt’s renovation project, Zoe is stuck with Hayden for a fortnight. Living in his house with her bedroom next to his. Trying her best to avoid him and the temptation he represents.

And this year, Hayden notices her. For better or worse. His sexual teasing is getting on her nerves, breaking down the walls she’s erected between them. All in an effort to protect her heart from the boy next door. The man she could never forget.

But something is different. Hayden’s not the carefree Casanova he was. He’s matured. And he wants a lot more than a fuck-buddy.

He wants her. Heart and soul. And he’ll do anything to succeed.

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Zoe grabbed her clothes and headed for the bathroom. There was only one bathroom in the summer house, so she leaned on the wall while she waited for Hayden to finish his shower. She could hear him turn off the water and knew that as a man he probably didn’t take much time grooming himself.

Well, you could never know, could you? Some men even liked to wear makeup and spend a fortune on hair products and aftershaves. Still, she couldn’t recall if Hayden had any particular smell except for the fresh scent of himself and outdoors.

It was actually quite appealing since she hated to be around men who smelled as if they’d just poured an entire bottle of perfume onto their bodies. Her nose hurt just thinking about it.

Soon after the door slammed open and straight into Zoe.

“Geesh,” she cursed. “Are you trying to kill me?”

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t see you lurking behind the door,” Hayden winked at her. “Are you spying on me?”

She just rolled her eyes. “Wishful thinking. I do have an Internet connection.”

“You do?”

“Yes, and there are far more interesting men out there to ogle.”

“Really?”

“If you weren’t living in the middle ages, you would’ve figured it out.”

“Nah, I don’t fancy naked men. I prefer women.”

Zoe finally managed to forget her pain and lowered her eyes. She gasped loudly. He was only wearing a towel, and even the towel was too small to cover all his waist.

“Oh, for god’s sake, Hayden. Get dressed!”

“I’ve never had any complaints before.” He smiled widely.

“You’re almost naked.”

“I’ve covered the most important parts.”

Zoe just placed her hand beside her head and leaned away from him. “Is the bathroom vacant?”

“Sure. Unless you want to ogle me while I get dressed.”

“Why didn’t you bring your clothes to the bathroom. Then you could have maintained your privacy.”

“I’m not shy. Besides, I forgot.”

“I think you’ve missed that part of your upbringing.”

“It’s not so important.”

“Now I know why it’s usually men who flash themselves and get arrested for it,” Zoe muttered as she walked into the bathroom. The man was a menace. Keeping her constantly on edge.

“I promise to be shocked if you do the same,” Hayden offered.

“I don’t believe you,” Zoe said as she closed the door and locked it.