"Kiss me," he commanded, his gaze unwavering as it held hers. "Is someone watching?" Kelsey questioned, attempting to glimpse past his shoulder, but his large, warm hands captured her face and drew her near. "They are. Kiss me now." She obliged. Rising onto her tiptoes to bridge their height difference, she met his lips with her own. He kissed her with intensity, trapping her against the cold metal locker while deepening the embrace. Her eyes flew open and she resisted, pushing against his chest. This wasn't part of their arrangement. He had no right to kiss her like this. Then he withdrew, a knowing smirk playing across his features. "No one was coming. I made it up." He delivered one final glance before disappearing down the hallway. * * * The moment Kelsey's life shattered, she resolved to do whatever necessary to reclaim her dignity—even if it meant using blackmail against Flynn Ascott, the school's most dangerous bad boy. When Flynn's estranged mother suddenly appeared and demanded he reconcile with their family, his carefully constructed world threatened to crumble. He never anticipated that his undoing would come in the form of a petite strawberry blonde with an iron will. Can two people, each carrying their own scars, become each other's salvation?