A fairy prince who can’t be touched. A human who can’t seem to stop.
After one too many bad decisions, I’m crashing on my cousin’s couch, desperate to get my act together. The last thing I expect is to stumble into a job at the weirdest little café I’ve ever seen—one that caters to the fae.
It’s just coffee and pastries. Until he walks in.
Thalen is… impossible. All sharp cheekbones, silken hair, and frosty glares. He’s obviously one of them—the kind of fairy that humans aren’t even supposed to look at for too long. And he definitely doesn’t want me looking at...
A fairy prince who can’t be touched. A human who can’t seem to stop.
After one too many bad decisions, I’m crashing on my cousin’s couch, desperate to get my act together. The last thing I expect is to stumble into a job at the weirdest little café I’ve ever seen—one that caters to the fae.
It’s just coffee and pastries. Until he walks in.
Thalen is… impossible. All sharp cheekbones, silken hair, and frosty glares. He’s obviously one of them—the kind of fairy that humans aren’t even supposed to look at for too long. And he definitely doesn’t want me looking at him.
Or touching him.
Everyone at the café knows the rule: don’t touch the prince. His skin is laced with dangerous magic that burns anyone who tries.
But when he brushes past me one night and nothing happens? That’s when everything changes.
Suddenly he’s showing up at the café just to sit at my counter. Watching me when he thinks I won’t notice. Standing too close, asking quiet questions about stupid human things—like movies, and how to make pancakes, and what it feels like to hold someone’s hand.
It was supposed to just be a job. But now Thalen wants me to be the one to teach him what he’s been missing—starting with my hands on his skin. And the way he looks at me when I do?
