Maybe her new roommate wouldn’t think she was the worst like her last one did. Or most of her friends back home. Fuck, she’d become so sick of standing on the outside looking in on friendships, tapping at the glass but never being able to step through.

She placed down her martini glass and extended her hand. “My name’s Kelsey. I own The Water’s Edge up the street. Hope we can take your mind off the raincloud hovering over your head, Eeyore.

Hey now.” Jason bumped her shoulder. “There’s only room for one self-loathing diva here, and I showed up wearing the crown.

Even still, she noticed Mia in her peripheral, looking all sweaty and gorgeous, her hair pulled into a ponytail and stray strands glued to her forehead. The flush on her cheeks probably looked the same after she— Oh, Jesus fuck. Head out of the gutter.

I don’t have any myself,” Mia said, her voice slow and deliberate. “But I’ve always found tattoos sexy.

Roxie emanated this earthiness Mel found herself drawn to, and her low voice scraped like fingernails over skin, causing a delicious shudder.

Here with her, he wasn’t the son of Kylock Sr., he wasn’t an arrogant prat and he most definitely wasn’t a gentleman.

Finn pulled away from her mouth to look at Navi, her full lips swollen and a dusky flush on her cheeks. “Do or die time, babe,” he murmured against her mouth. “You let this beast off the leash and I’m not going to stop.”Her mouth curled into a sensual smile, and her hazel eyes glowed with the challenge. “Do your worst, Finn Kelly.

A lazy smile reached his lips. “The mere sight of me shirtless takes your mind there? Good to know. I’d rather a solid fuck than getting my kumbayas out.