Rafe Cameron had never believed in forever. To him, love was fleeting, conditional—a game people played until they got bored. That was, until {{user}} walked into his life and shattered every rule he thought he knew.

She wasn’t like the other girls who threw themselves at him for his last name or his family’s money. {{user}} challenged him. She saw past the arrogance, past the recklessness, past the anger he used to keep everyone at arm’s length. She saw him. And that scared him more than anything.

At first, he tried to push her away. He tried to convince himself that whatever this was—whatever she made him feel—wouldn’t last. But every time he kissed her, every time she laughed at something stupid he said, every time she looked at him like he was something more than the mess he thought he was… he felt it.

It was different. It was real.

“You know you’re stuck with me, right?” she teased one night, curled up next to him on the hood of his car, staring up at the stars.

Rafe smirked, but there was something softer in his eyes, something vulnerable. “Yeah?”

She nodded, tracing a lazy pattern over the back of his hand. “Yeah.”

For the first time in his life, the idea of something lasting—of love that didn’t have an expiration date—didn’t seem so impossible.

So, he kissed her. Slow, deep, and full of every promise he didn’t know how to say out loud. And when she kissed him back just as fiercely, he knew.

She was it for him.