Chapter 1:

Hidden Cravings

Yes, she is my roommate, but anytime she comes close to me I feel my body tense. God, I wish she could just touch me down there with those fingers. I clench my thighs together.

I stood in the kitchen chopping vegetables, trying to focus on the knife in my hand instead of the way Mia moved around me. At 25, I, Chloe, should have better control than this. But living with Mia for the past seven months had become sweet torture.

“Chloe, taste this sauce for me?” Mia’s voice was soft and warm as she came up behind me, reaching around to hold the wooden...