He studied me, searching for all my little tics that spelled I was in trouble, tics only he knew. Even if I did scan my coffee table and breathe in relief that the eviction letter was face down in a crumpled mess. I held out my hands, showing that I was fine. When Dev was around, even this place sorta felt like a home. “You can’t have your clothes back,” I signed, even as I was grateful to see him.
It took five steps to stomp over to the door.
I didn’t need to adjust to the light to know who that someone was with the one, two, three blinking pattern. Outside someone stood with a flashlight, shining it into my apartment. I was still staring at my notebook when a light flashed by my tiny window. I guess the only thing we can do is try… Read an excerpt: But maybe it’s possible to have the best of both worlds: keep the one relationship I can’t live without and indulge in an attraction I can’t deny. And the more time we spend together in close quarters, the harder it’ll be to resist the spark of attraction I’ve always felt. I know Devon would do anything for me, but I’m afraid what I want to happen will ruin our friendship forever. We’ve had about a million sleepovers since we met in the kindergarten Deaf program, but this time it’s different because I can’t stop thinking about his hard body covering mine, every single night. When my best friend Devon shows up at my door and uses his stubborn charm (emphasis on stubborn) to get me to move in with him, I give in.
After dealing with the constant manhandling that comes with being a cocktail waitress at a dive bar and surviving a date from hell, I see an eviction notice slapped on the door of my sketchy basement apartment. Purchase Links: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Goodreads Synopsis: I’m ridiculously attracted to my best friend.
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