Starting over my senior year in high school wasn’t the plan, but neither was getting kicked out of my old school. Never in my wildest dreams did I think my parents would send me to a Catholic school. Nor did I think I’d have a mortal enemy on day one. Archer Cole was the blue eyed devil I’d been warned about my entire life, and he was going to be my undoing. Or at least he was going to try. Payton Rose arrived like an angel rising from the ashes in her skintight uniform showing every sinful curve she had. She made me feel things, I wanted no part in from the first moment her jade eyes met mine. I was going to eat her up and then spit her out. When I was done there would be nothing left of the little mouse that arrived on our doorstep of Saint Sebastian.