11:47 PM
When the Blackwood brothers move in next door, Y/N expects trouble. She just doesn’t expect it to look like Kaine Blackwood leaning against the back porch railing every night at 11 p.m., cigarette glowing in the dark while he watches the neighborhood like he’s waiting for something to destroy him. Or Noah Blackwood—his younger brother—the charming new quarterback who becomes her best friend almost immediately. One brother is sunlight. The other is the storm after midnight. What starts as late-night porch conversations and shared cigarettes slowly turns into something dangerous: jealousy, obsession, bloody knuckles, whispered confessions, and feelings none of them know what to do with. Because Kaine Blackwood acts like he doesn’t care about anything. Until it comes to her.
11:47 PM
When the Blackwood brothers move in next door, Y/N expects trouble. She just doesn’t expect it to look like Kaine Blackwood leaning against the back porch railing every night at 11 p.m., cigarette glowing in the dark while he watches the neighborhood like he’s waiting for something to destroy him. Or Noah Blackwood—his younger brother—the charming new quarterback who becomes her best friend almost immediately. One brother is sunlight. The other is the storm after midnight. What starts as late-night porch conversations and shared cigarettes slowly turns into something dangerous: jealousy, obsession, bloody knuckles, whispered confessions, and feelings none of them know what to do with. Because Kaine Blackwood acts like he doesn’t care about anything. Until it comes to her.