Mia POV

And then there was Willison. Fucking Willison with his hot body beside hers and the dark look in his eyes and the confusing mixed messages he was sending her. She didn’t want to share a house with him, but she’d be damned if she let him decide that. Okay, so maybe he had some say in it. It was his house, but to just out and out reject her like that, as if living with her, would be akin to some cruel torture? Yeah, that was well and truly pissed her off.

As if living with him would be such a treat. She’d never been to his house,...