Rough Around the Edges

It’s your first time living alone, and your apartment is one disaster after another.
Now you’ve flooded the apartment below, and the hot, six-five, rough-around-the-edges owner is banging on your door.
He’s mature.
He deals with the emergency with a grumpy efficiency that has you torn between biting your lip not to laugh and checking out his assets.
He’s everything your ex is not.
The spark of attraction is instantaneous.
At least on your part.
You’ve got no water until tomorrow. He offers to let you shower at his place.
You’re hoping he means something more.
He doesn’t.
He’s still grumpy and determined to get you out of his home as soon as you’re done.
Yet somehow, you end up eating his pizza—he feasts on you.
And then, after the best, most shattering encounter of your life, he kicks you out of his apartment and life…
You write it off as an experience.
Then he turns up at your college just as the football star you’ve been avoiding corners you.
Which is when you find out the hot daddy has a possessive side, and the sizzling chemistry isn’t all on one side.