Zari Monet has been chasing Malik “Frost” Kingston since she was sixteen.

He’s the kind of man every girl warns you about — fine, dangerous, and colder than winter itself. No matter how many times she tried to melt his ice, Frost never let her get too close.

Not to his heart, at least.

Now they’re twenty-seven, and what used to be teenage crushes and stolen glances has turned into late-night hookups and empty mornings. Zari swore she could handle being his “sometimes,” but loving a man who feels nothing is its own kind of heartbreak.

So one day, she stops chasing.

She walks away.

And the moment she does… Frost starts to unravel.

Seeing her smile with another man lights a fuse he didn’t know he had.

Seeing her belly start to grow? That’s what breaks him completely.

Now the man who built walls higher than his empire is finally fighting for the one woman he swore he didn’t need.

But Zari’s not that girl anymore—she’s tired, she’s healing, and she’s not about to let Frost back in just because he finally feels something.

Because love might’ve thawed his heart…

but this time, she’s the one who’s cold.