Clandestine

One night.


No names.


No commitment.


That was our agreement.





But Spencer Lancaster was addictive.





And I was high.





High off his taste, starved for his kiss, and desperate for his touch.





So when he asked me to stay, to enjoy his company for more nights than I knew I should, I wasn’t in the right mind to say no.





Everything was perfect. A dream come true.


But half a world away there were secrets.


Lies.


Insecurities.





All of the truths that could tear us apart.