ll the hotness dripping off of him, what ar

in male form to abandon morality and make sin a virtue. If

," Luke said, pointblank. "

"S

an irritated

e not a that,

gh a lot of random papers behind the greeter's desk. "I'm so sorry L

hidden cameras. Khloe now had tears in her eyes, "I didn't mean for you to be l

n his cap and he was eating a Cliff bar. He was the woodsy type for sure. "Luke!" Mr Woodhouse exclaimed, "Our national bask

est and nodded in my direction, "Why am I roomi

. We thought you two were siblin

We do

s the street from

"We

mbled, embarrassed that I w

! I've lived across his house my whole life. He used to

address. Look," Mr Woodhou

upont Avenue and his w

use as yours?" I a

e, my claim to fa

Sort

," he disagreed, reading

er to his face, squinting. I leant over his shoulder to

cken scratch,

one appreciates humor at Luke's expense. Jeez, is

ations of our rooming situation, "Shit." "We could trade places," K

t a sac

n a lot of trouble for messing up your situation. You're the MVP here. Do you mind tolerating the girl for a few days until we figure something

rd noises. Happy campers were squeezed inside

lling to deal wit

this," he growled, grabbing the key

ok with this arrangement. My

his office and Khloe took a couple deep

can really mess u

erior was decorated with soft rugs and wooden furniture. I dropped my duffel

lated? What

d he's already insul

t?" I snapped back. It's his fault w

"I

u've got the line coming out of

ks like a four?" Luke smirk

ature," I scowled.

accentuated by his blue eyes and messy hair. How his presence took over a r

it. I had to get out of here. "I heard the campers arrive. I'll go collect our

the old gal in reverse and was pulling out of the p

window. But it was too late. I tried to s

CR

ing my seatbelt off it took me three minutes. I slammed the car do

n up to him and dropped to my knees, falling against him. The force should have pushed him over, b

D I HIT?! I CAN'T BELIEVE

s panting. I was pra

n the driveway, but I swerved just in time and hit my mother's flower pot, but

g cabins. They were all staring at us now. Literally everyone. I couldn't tell how embarrassed Luk

There was no body under the car so at l

to stop. Finally, he

tantaneously calmed me and, looking at him now

le," I gave up trying to s

my bag. I think yo

ve overreacted.

f," I said, "I'm a good driver I swear.

l face with his hand, "How

very dramatic at the time," I said, ge

's your n

Cric

t care. Can you get back in your car

dy obvious when he tried to trade out of our rooming a

The mouse-side of me wanted to stay here and hide. And usually, mouse-side wins. But today of a

"W

e threshold of our cabin door. He stopped, confused. I mustered up the coura

as he adjusted the straps. "Look, I don't want to be here

You don't get to say things like that and leave. I don't care who you are,

e up and down.

every cent that I owe you. Even if you don't deserve it. I mean, who l

an apology

n't it

pushing open the front door with a brush of his hand. "You started it!" I yelled out. Way to be mature, M

if he w