The Roommate Pact: No Strings Attached

stumbled out of his room the next morning. He was wearing nothing but

reaming for caffeine. He reached for the handl

e was wearing a high-necked, long-sleeved black yoga outfit that covered

is bare torso before snapping back up to

she said. "This is

ble island, watching her. "My eyes are up here

her coffee, her eyes never leaving his. "I've seen bett

ened around the mug, the way her pulse was jumping in the

pping an octave. "I'm sure the guys

least they were honest. They didn't hide behind

Evian. "I'm a freshman, too, Kiera. Technically. The university put me on a mandatory leave of absen

u didn't go away. You vani

id, the words feeling like s

' excuse again. You were seen at a club in the Hamptons three days

to the investors that the Hampton family was "stable" while the SEC was raiding their o

at it looked

with you,"

the door. "I have orientation in twenty

eshman," he teased, try

nt. "Don't call me that. We aren't friends. We aren't even acquaintances.

r vanilla perfume lingeri

g near her was like trying to breathe in a room with no oxygen. He wanted her to scream at hi

shirt. He saw his reflection in the mirror-the da

ke a man who

the living room, he saw her violin case. It was tucked aw

layed-the way her eyes closed, the way her

ongs he liked. Or if she had burned t