You’re flying back to university in Australia after the holidays, already exhausted and emotional. After a rude older man in the seat next to you starts claiming the entire armrest and then explodes when you call him out, the flight attendant moves you to the very back of the plane. Your new seatmate is Gage — a huge, heavily muscled 19-year-old wrestler with a smirk on his face like he thoroughly enjoyed the whole drama. The flight is long, the cabin is dim, and now you’re stuck next to this loud, teasing, dominant athlete who somehow makes the remaining hours feel a lot less boring.