Page 8 of Kissed By My Roommate

“When Iris met her husband, she got a big group of friends as well. It’s a package deal kind of thing.” He stretches his arm up and scratches the back of his neck causing his muscles to pull and my mouth to go dry. “It’s a whole thing. They brought me into the fold even though I was kind of a dick in the beginning.”

“You?” I scoff. “You were a dick in the beginning?” It seems I’m getting my bearings again or maybe I’m just becoming desensitized to all his skin on display. Which is kind of a shame. I bat my eyelashes innocently, “That’s so hard to believe.”

As Juniper grins at me, the covered in barbs exterior he often wears has melted away and I’m left with only the man underneath. A man I’m insanely attracted to. A man who has a fierce heart and artist’s hands.

“Whatever, Sweetheart,” the tone of his voice makes it sound a little more like ‘smartass’ than ‘sweetheart’, but I’m okay with it. This time. He winks at me. “You better get ready. We leave in about an hour.”

I scrunch up my face and look down at the pajamas I’m still wearing. “What should I wear?”

Juniper’s eyes travel down my body and then back up, the perusal slow and sensuous. “You can wear whatever you want, Zo. You’ll be the most gorgeous woman in the place no matter what, but it’s nothing fancy, just a bar.”

My heart flutters at his compliment which is when I realize I’ve basically agreed to go before I was even sure I wanted to. I narrow my eyes at Juniper, about to protest, but before I can get any words out, he’s striding down away and into his room. When the door closes with a finality, I know I won’t be getting out of going out tonight.

Well, I guess I should get ready to meet his family.

Because that’s not weird at all.

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