Rafe Cameron is a bad habit you can’t break—reckless, distant, and always just out of reach. He pulls you in with hands that shake when they shouldn’t, with kisses that feel like both a promise and a lie. You know he doesn’t mean it, not the way you do, but that never stops you from wanting him anyway. And maybe that’s the real problem—because no matter how many times he leaves, no matter how empty his touch feels in the morning, you still let him come back.