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When guarded art student Aubrey crashes—literally—into smoke-eyed bad boy Noah, sparks fly and tempers flare. She’s not looking for trouble. He is trouble. But one touch turns into a kiss, a dance, a dare. He’s fire she can’t resist. She’s the one thing he swore he’d never want. As secrets unravel and desire ignites, they’ll either burn together—or burn everything down. Burn Slow is a raw, sultry romance where heat meets heart and every chapter ends with butterflies....
Not because the love ends.
But because this is where it lasts.
This is not the grand reunion.
Not the happily-ever-after.
This is proof:
Love isn't fire.
It's coals—burning slow, deep, and forever.
This is the shift.
Because love isn't just built in bed or kitchens.
It's built when the world calls--
and you have to ask:
Can we grow without breaking?
This is the chapter where the future knocks.
And one of them has to open the door.
This is the morning after.
But not in the cliché sense.
No regret.
No awkward scramble for clothes.
No avoiding eye contact.
This is the kind of morning where everything that should feel scary--
feels like peace instead.
This is the night they finally touch again.
Not to escape.
Not to burn.
But to say:
"I know you now.
I see you.
And I still want every inch."
This is the kind of sex that doesn't start with lust.
It starts with trust.
This is the rebuild.
No grand apology.
No flowers or speeches.
Just one quiet, relentless effort:
Show up. Stay. Try again.
This is the chapter where Noah proves he meant it--
and Aubrey lets herself believe it.
This is the first real fight--
Not petty.
Not jealous.
Not about someone else.
This is the fight that happens when you're already in too deep.
When one person flinches.
And the other can't help but bleed.
This is the chapter where it doesn't end.
No fireworks. No ring box. No big ask.
Just one still morning.
One soft breath.
One sentence that holds more weight than a vow.
This is the chapter where Noah doesn't try to prove anything--
he just lets it be real.
This is the chapter that breathes.
There's no explosion.
No betrayal.
No storm.
Just healing.
Earned. Quiet. Unapologetically real.
This is what happens when two people stop surviving each other—and start building something new.
This is the test.
Not just of love.
Of loyalty.
Of identity.
Of the lines Noah thought he'd buried and the choices Aubrey can't unsee.
This chapter asks one question:
What do you do when the person you love is still haunted...
and the ghost has a name?
This is the soft aftermath—the days that feel like stolen light
Aubrey and Noah find rhythm.
A routine.
Real love in small things.
Coffee in bed.
Brushes dipped in paint.
Quiet glances that say stay even when no one's leaving.
But peace doesn't last forever.
Because one phone call will snap it like a cracked bone.