Calista “Callie” Jackson came home early with club glitter on her skin, cash in her bra, and one thing on her mind: take a shower, count her money, and get some peace.
Then she heard a woman laughing behind her locked bedroom door.
Rashaad Ellis had been calling her insecure for weeks. Telling her she worked too much. Telling her dancing made her paranoid. Telling her every woman in his phone was harmless.
Now his lies are standing on the other side of the door wearing another woman’s perfume.
Callie could kick the door in and give the whole apartment complex a show. Instead, she calls Omari Price, the one man who should have stayed out of it. Omari is Rashaad’s best friend, Callie’s childhood protector, and the man who always looked at her like he knew she deserved better.
When Omari shows up, old feelings come with him. So does the truth.
The woman in Callie’s bedroom is pregnant, and Rashaad told her Callie was just his roommate.
In one long night, love, loyalty, friendship, and betrayal collide inside one apartment. Callie has to decide what hurts worse: the man who cheated, the friend who knew too much, or the love she has been too scared to claim.
Because some doors open by accident, and some show you exactly who needs to stay outside.
