Terms of Intrusion

{Harper’s POV}

Rocco.

In my doorway.

In daylight and in a place where people minded their business, went to class, complained about assignments, and did not— under any normal circumstance, interact with men who looked like they could casually walk into a fight and leave with blood on their skin.

For a second, I just stared at him, and he stared back. Neither of us said anything. Then my brain cau