Lava

<p>Jackie Sloan likes his life quiet. Predictable. Safe.<br>Then Bay moves into the apartment next door-chaotic bright warm and completely unaware of the emotional earthquakes she causes just by existing.</p><p>What begins as accidental encounters in the hallway turns into shared umbrellas failed baking attempts grocery store disasters late-night conversations and a growing warmth Jackie keeps trying (and failing) to ignore. Bay isn't any better-she trips into him laughs too close lingers too long and sketches him in secret like she's afraid to admit what he already feels burning under his skin.</p><p>Everyday moments start to glow: a brush of fingers a shared kitchen disaster the soft weight of Bay falling asleep on his shoulder. The lava effect Mina calls it-the bubbling rising heat neither of them can hide anymore.</p><p>As rumors stir misunderstandings spark and feelings grow too strong to contain Jackie and Bay must face the truth they've been tiptoeing around: love can be quiet awkward messy and terrifying... and still feel like home.</p><p>A slow-burn romantic comedy about warmth found in ordinary days the courage to reach for someone and the soft steady way two people fall for each other-one small glowing moment at a time.</p><p> </p>