You’ve hated Bucky Barnes since the day you met him—his sharp tongue, his brooding silences, the way he looks at you like you’re one mistake away from disaster. He thinks you’re reckless. You think he’s a self-righteous bastard. And now, thanks to a botched mission, the two of you are stuck in a crumbling safe house in Budapest with Hydra hunting at your heels…and only one bed between you. The walls are closing in, tempers are fraying, and every brush of skin blurs the line between loathing and longing. Hate was easy. Wanting him? That’s the real danger.