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She returns with two bottles of water, holding one out for me. I accept it before she sits back down in the chair.

“I’m sorry, you probably think I’m crazy. I feel crazy sometimes,” she mumbles.

I shake my head. “I don’t think you’re crazy.”

“To be honest with you, you’re the only one who answered the ad. My cousins said it came off a little anal.”

“Well, I answered.” In truth, if I’d had another option, I wouldn’t have, but I didn’t. Then again, if I’d known she’d be my new roommate, I wouldn’t have hesitated to answer it in the first place.

She leans back in the chair. “If you want to stay, please do. But I understand if you want to leave.”

“I don’t.”

Her eyes lock with mine, then they slide down to my arms covered in tattoos.

“Who was the guy? On the street that day, outside the tattoo shop,” I add when she gives me an odd look.

“Oh, my dad.” She bites her lip.

“Really?” I never would’ve suspected.

“He owns the tattoo parlor.”

It takes me a minute, but I put it all together in my head. “Liam Kelly is your dad? I thought you were a Bailey?” I ask, going off what Rylan said.

“My mom is—was before she married. She’s a Kelly but still goes by Bailey at her job because it’s Bailey Timber.” Her forehead scrunches up. “How do you know my dad?”

I huff. “He’s the best tattoo artist in Alaska. A lot of my… friends have gone to his shop.”

“But not you?”

“Nope. Sadly.” I open my water and take a long sip of it. “So, are we going to do this? Live together?”

“Sure. If you still want to?”

“I do.”

She places her water on the table and holds out her hand. “Well then, welcome to Lake Starlight. I’m Brinley Kelly.”

“Carey Van Adler, but call me Van.”

We shake hands and I can’t help but notice how soft and silky smooth her skin is. Instantly my mind travels to the image of it wrapped around my dick, but I push that thought away because it’s clear that if I stay as her roommate, she’s off-limits to me. And she’s wise to erect that barrier because I can tell she’s not a one-night stand girl. She’s a “marry me and have kids with me” kinda girl and I am definitely not in a headspace for that.

“Do you mind if I take a shower?” I stand from the couch, water in hand.

“It’s all yours. I cleared out the drawers on the right-hand side and there’s a spot for your shampoo and stuff in the shower.”

“You have everything handled, huh?” I ask, staring at her.

The cutest blush appears on her cheeks. She’s going to be a temptation while I’m here.

“Sorry. Anal, remember?” She chuckles a bit and raises her hand.

I’m not even going to get into the image that little phrasing puts into my head.

“I have to go to the grocery store after I’ve showered. Can I make you dinner tonight as a thank-you for letting me stay even though I’m not who you expected?”

“Um…”

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