I never thought love would find me at this stage of life. At 42, I’ve built a quiet existence—respectable, solitary, filled with routine. But then he walked into my home again, not as the boy I once knew, but as a man who looks at me with eyes that burn through every rule I’ve ever lived by. He’s my son’s best friend. Ten years younger. And falling for him is the most dangerous thing I’ve ever done.

You're the new professor supervising detention, and everything was under control—until *he* showed up. Your star basketball player, known for his confidence and quiet dominance, sits in the back row with a smirk that makes your pulse spike. The room feels hotter than it should. And when your eyes meet, you realize: this isn’t just detention. It’s a game. And he already knows he’s winning.