Boy next door. My best friend’s big brother. I’d known the arrogant, bossy, domineering jackass my entire life.
Falling in love with him would be such a cliché.
Not to mention, the town’s golden boy (insert eye roll here) had big plans to get the hell out of Dodge and they didn’t include me. Which was fine. I had my own life mapped out, far from his.
Falling in love with the boy with stars in his eyes was the last thing I wanted to do.
That’s why I tried to deny how much his infectious smile haunted my dreams. I planned to ignore my sudden infatuation until it went away. No one would ever know.
Fate had other ideas. While I was trying not to fall in love with Dean, he was falling in love with me.
Book one in The Dreams Trilogy.