I wanted space to find peace.
Instead I’m surrounded by three rugged, muscular men who make the air feel too small and my body feel way too loud.
One software glitch turned my fresh-start studio into a four-person lease.
Now Jarrod—the grease-stained, load-bearing mechanic with forearms that could bench-press my bad decisions—sleeps ten feet from my bed.
Carter—the sharp-eyed night-shift security guard who watches everything like he’s waiting for me to break—leans in the doorway like sin in a hoodie.
And Hunter—the steady, broad-shouldered service advisor whose quiet patience makes my knees weak—looks at me like I''m already his.
I wrote the rules myself: no romance, fifteen-minute showers, fridge borders in Sharpie.
They nodded.
Then they started looking at me like my rules were cute… and temporary.
Every shared meal, every accidental brush in the hallway, every late-night movie on that too-small sectional is unraveling me.
I’m not supposed to want all three.
But the lease is signed, the doors are locked, and none of us is walking away.
Read on for forced-proximity chaos, one shredded roommate agreement, three possessive blue-collar men who refuse to choose, and the woman who finally stops shrinking. HEA guaranteed!
Genre: New Adult Romance
Instead I’m surrounded by three rugged, muscular men who make the air feel too small and my body feel way too loud.
One software glitch turned my fresh-start studio into a four-person lease.
Now Jarrod—the grease-stained, load-bearing mechanic with forearms that could bench-press my bad decisions—sleeps ten feet from my bed.
Carter—the sharp-eyed night-shift security guard who watches everything like he’s waiting for me to break—leans in the doorway like sin in a hoodie.
And Hunter—the steady, broad-shouldered service advisor whose quiet patience makes my knees weak—looks at me like I''m already his.
I wrote the rules myself: no romance, fifteen-minute showers, fridge borders in Sharpie.
They nodded.
Then they started looking at me like my rules were cute… and temporary.
Every shared meal, every accidental brush in the hallway, every late-night movie on that too-small sectional is unraveling me.
I’m not supposed to want all three.
But the lease is signed, the doors are locked, and none of us is walking away.
Read on for forced-proximity chaos, one shredded roommate agreement, three possessive blue-collar men who refuse to choose, and the woman who finally stops shrinking. HEA guaranteed!
Genre: New Adult Romance
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