Between Her Pages

Book boyfriends are for life. So are hot neighbors.

Olive
My hot new neighbor, Mason Hudson, has been following me.
He may also have someone tied up in his basement.
At least, that’s what I told the cops.
In my defense, I heard screaming.
How was I supposed to know it was his unhinged bird?
Now I’m the dramatic one, and Mason is walking around like the whole thing is hilarious.
Color me shocked when he asks me out.
I don’t say no.
Any man who willingly spends time in a romance bookstore is suspicious…and fascinating. I want answers.
What I get instead is a man who falls way harder than he lets on.
This was supposed to be curiosity.
Not temptation.
And definitely not serious feelings.

Mason
I’ve been accused of stalking, having someone tied up in the basement, and being a serial killer.
It’s only Tuesday.
And only one of those things is true.
But you can’t blame a man for following his neighbor when she looks like Olive Medlock. She’s gorgeous, intelligent, and funny as hell. I’ve been hooked since the day I moved in.
I didn’t expect her to call me out.
I really didn’t expect her to say yes to a date.
And I definitely didn’t expect to fall this hard.
Now all I have to do is convince her—and her savage little dog—that I’m not a threat.
I’m her future.
And just like the books she loves, what we’re writing together is forever.