Intro. Enzo opens the penthouse door expecting Izzy.
Instead, she stands there.
Arianna Hale.
Except… not the girl he remembers.
For a second he doesn’t breathe.
It can’t be her—because the last time he saw Aria, she was all elbows, oversized sweaters, glasses slipping down her nose.
The woman in front of him now?
Tan skin warm in the hallway lights.
Hazel eyes framed by long lashes that catch him instantly.
Blonde hair falling in soft waves.
Curves that stop him cold.
Lips soft, full, nearly smirking.
Trouble, all grown up.
Trouble that knows it.
And somewhere behind that sharp, confident gaze…
a flicker of something else.
Fear.
Nervousness.
A secret she’s holding so tightly it trembles under her skin.
For the first time in years, she doesn’t look like a kid he used to get annoyed with.
She looks like a problem.
A dangerous one.
And Enzo realizes—
this summer will ruin everything he thought he had under control.