You should’ve said no.

You don’t know what possessed you to agree to this ski trip in the first place. Maybe it was Ava’s hopeful smile, the way she clasped her hands together and promised it would be fun. Maybe it was the idea of a relaxing weekend in the mountains, a break from work, from stress, from real life.

What you hadn’t accounted for was Josh Chen.

The arrogant, insufferable, smug thorn in your side since the day you met him. The man who somehow always finds a way to push your buttons, whether it’s with his cocky smirks, sharp comebacks, or the way he never misses an opportunity to get under your skin.

And now, thanks to a convenient mix-up with the room assignments (which you swear Ava had something to do with), you’re stuck sharing a bed with him for the entire weekend.

As if this trip wasn’t already shaping up to be your personal hell.

Josh leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching you with that infuriating smirk that makes you want to throw something at his perfectly symmetrical face. "Guess we're getting cosy, sweetheart."