When We Lied Faire I was going to become

I was going to become her worst nightmare

Like slipping into an old

A sexy encounter with freshman Grace Ivers is just the distraction he needs

There are many rules a priest can't break

When We Lied Faire I was going to becomeWhen We Lied by Claire Contreras Finneas Alexander Barlow is a walking thirst trap. Tall, hot, and broody. Tousled brown hair, chiseled jaw, alluring green eyes, perfect teeth, well groomed beard, broad shoulders, and lips good enough to bite. Hed look like a Disney prince if the prince was a broody ahole. Four years ago, a fated meeting led to an inevitable hook up. Just one. Its his rule. One time hook ups, no information exchanges, and no repeats.