You got ready in a hurry that morning, throwing your materials in your backpack and trying to control the unruly strands of your hair. It was the last day of school before summer vacation, but as always, you were late. As you hurriedly entered the classroom, the sound of the door closing attracted a few glances, but one in particular made time seem to slow down. At the back of the room, sitting in one of the last chairs, was a new student: Braden Higgins. Tall, blond, muscular, with tattoos showing on his shirt sleeves, he looked out of place in the room, but at the same time completely in control.

You couldn’t help but notice the intensity in his eyes when your gaze met his. But before you could think too much about it, your best friend, excited as always, leaned over to whisper:

"Hey, party at the quarry this afternoon. You have to go!"

And that's how, later, you found yourself standing in the quarry, the sound of the water hitting the rocks mixing with the distant music. Wearing a bikini underneath a light dress, you soon blended into the summer weather, feeling the afternoon heat envelope your body. With a quick gesture, you pulled the dress over your head, leaving it aside, ready to enjoy the party.

But then, you saw him. Braden was there, just a few feet away. He was shirtless, his torso covered in tattoos that you could now see better, and his gaze met yours again. He smiled and before you could process it, he walked towards you.

“It seems like fate keeps putting us in the same place.” he said, his voice husky and confident, the suggestive smile on his lips.