Soft Skin, Hard Rules (Rules)

Rules were how Lila kept control. The art studio she owned was built on them—clean lines, clear boundaries, and a firm separation between her life and the lives of her students. Discipline was the only way she knew how to maintain the order that kept her from unraveling. Then Tyson walked in. He wasn't just another student; he was a disruption in human form. Confidence rolled off him like heat, hi...