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Y/N comes back to her hometown expecting old streets, familiar faces, and maybe a little peace. She doesn’t expect Kieran Ransom. Her brother’s best friend used to be the quiet, lanky guy permanently hanging around her family’s garage. Now he’s twenty-nine, tattooed from his hands to his throat, built like trouble, running a motorcycle shop, and somehow even harder to read than she remembers. Kieran knows exactly where the line is. Y/N is Callan’s little sister. His best friend’s family is practically his own. Wanting her could cost him more than a friendship, so keeping his distance should be easy. It isn’t. Not when she keeps showing up at his shop. Not when late-night rides turn into lingering touches. Not when jealousy starts exposing everything he refuses to say. And definitely not when Y/N realizes the man determined to stay away from her is always the first one there when she needs him. Callan warned him not to cross the line. Kieran agreed. The problem is, somewhere along the way, Y/N became the one thing he wants badly enough to cross it for.