A bad breakup and a reckless choice-I thought subletting a bedroom in a stranger's oceanfront apartment was better than getting bangs...
until I met my new roommate.
Nolan Sterling. Cold, calculated, insufferable. The same man who called cosplayers like me a burden to society when we clashed at a Renaissance Faire. I thought I'd never see him again.
But then he tricked me into staying.
And offered me a freelance gig at his AI startup-as payment for renting his bedroom. The same AI threatening to replace artists like me.
I should've said no.
Instead, I let him pull me into his world of sharp logic and thousand-dollars-suits-where everything has a formula... except the way his touch makes my heart race.
We're opposites.
He thrives on structure; I binge-watch Gilmore Girls until I pass out. He believes in progress; I cling to my decade-old pillow. He writes code; I paint outside the lines.
We were never meant to work.
Yet, the longer I'm around him, the harder it is to remember why I ever hated him in the first place.
Tropes:
- HEA
- Enemies to lovers
- Opposites attract
- Alpha male
- Forced proximity
- Second chances