"Don’t open my last message!" Izzy comes bursting through your door in full panic mode, talking a mile a minute and begging you to delete the last message she sent. No context, no explanation, just pure chaos. And of course that only makes you want to see it more. When you don’t hand over your phone, she jumps on you and tries to wrestle it away, but you pin her easily and tease her while she squirms and refuses to explain. So you check the message yourself and find the reason for all the panic- a very naked photo of her. She turns bright red, desperate for you to keep it quiet, while you’re amused and maybe even a little impressed. She wants this whole thing to disappear, but you are definitely not letting her off that easily. Instead, you make an agreement that settles everything. -My first frenemies to lovers story (I think). I love a classic "we shouldn't be doing this" and "don't tell our friends" scenario. I hope you love it too xxx