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He’s staring at his phone, acting casual, as if he’s not drilling me for information.
“Do you know she printed a list of her rules?”
Will laughs, but doesn’t realize how I nearly changed my mind when I read through that double-paged manifesto.
“You don’t have much of a choice, though,” he points out, reminding me of the rock and hard place I currently find myself wedged between.
“I know I don’t. It’s all good. She’s intense, a bit of a clean freak, too, but that’s fine.” I stack a box on top of others by the door. “She seems nice enough,” I add, remembering she’s his sister’s best friend, and that both Jane and Gaby are doing me a huge favor.
“Compared to you, anyone is a clean freak.” He chuckles, putting his phone away and continues packing, throwing some stacked books into a box.
Will isn’t wrong—I like to keep my place clean, but only when I have guests. I’m usually too busy to care about housekeeping.
“So, she’s cute, right?” he asks after a long pause. Watching me with a smirk, his blue eyes gleam with implication.
I shrug. “She’s all right.”
“All right?” He blows out loudly, shaking his head. “You’re blind. She’s gorgeous.”
I frown. I suppose she had attractive features, and her curves were nice to look at, but she’s not my type.
“Do you like her or something?” I ask, wondering why Will thinks so highly of her.
“Me? No.” He recoils, his lips curling as he shrugs. “She’s been besties with Gaby for years. She’s like family.” He flips through one of my college business books and adds, “But didn’t you think there was, I don’t know, ‘something’ about her?”
“If by something you mean she’s harsh, awkward and has serious OCD, then yeah, she’s the whole package.”
I return to packing my trinkets. Suzanna hasn’t been home all week, waiting for me to “Get the fuck out”. And as much as I appreciate the space to come and go as I please, I would have liked to see her one last time before officially moving out.
Come to think of it, I wouldn’t.
Things are better this way. Clear cut. We should have ended it a while ago, but kept up with the charade because we’d built a routine and, honestly, the sex was pretty good. Was being the operative word.
Our spark fizzled out months ago when I suspected she was cheating on me. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I didn’t even care if she was being unfaithful. That’s when I knew our time together was over.
“Anyway, she’s now my roommate,” I say to Will, starting a new box. “There are rules between roomies and I think your sister would murder me if I did anything more than look.”
Will waves a hand dismissively. “What Gaby doesn’t know won’t hurt her. And she’s across the ocean in Greece, anyway. She won’t have any idea what’s happening on this side of the world.”
I laugh when he winks, but while he busies himself with packing books, I wonder what I missed. Was there more to Jane than I saw? And if Will is right, do I have trouble coming my way?
CHAPTER 3
JANE
3months later
“Are you fucking serious?”
My elbow smacks into the fridge door as I tug the carton of milk out—the empty carton.
“I mean, I understand not getting more,” I whine out loud to no one. Jars of jam and condiments rattle loudly when the fridge door shuts behind me. “I even understand forgetting it on the counter. But to put it back empty?”
I release a long breath, rinsing the carton out and cramming it into the recycling bin.
“I’m going to kill him.” It’s not an empty threat. It’s one I’ve made several times over the past three months since Gaby moved out.
Desperate for caffeine, I search through the cabinets for powdered creamer, not willing to drink my coffee black. When I come up empty, I let out a loud groan.
