Page 148 of Sour Notes

Joy bubbles through my veins at Jen’s praise. I can’t believe I almost gave up this job I love so much, just because of some guy. Shooting a death glare at the white wall separating my room from the dickhead’s does nothing to him, but it makes me feel a little better. Take that, asshole.

Turning back to our room, I inadvertently catch sight of a freshly showered Swayze towel-drying his hair. Hiding behind my sunglasses, I surreptitiously watch him.

All. Of. Him.

Yep. Dick swinging like a pendulum—him.

Because we’ve apparently progressed to a new stage of cohabitation… the nude kind. But I guess once you’ve fucked on a public beach, not to mention watched and helped each other masturbate, there aren’t many secrets left. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect us to end up here.

“Enjoying the show, Angel?”

He drops his towel, bracing his hands on the doorway with a smirk.

Holy guacamole.

“Maaaaybe. You’re definitely a distraction.”

Chuckling, he shakes his head. “We can’t have that. The world needs my girl’s advice.”

He means it too. He’s mentioned a few historic articles while we’ve been here, so it’s apparent he’s been following me from the start. Unlike our bad neighbor, this guy would never ask anyone to give up something they love for anything, let alone for him.

God, he’s the one who’s been silently cheering me on this whole time and all I’ve done is put him through the ringer for the last year.

And let’s not forget the amount of crazy I’ve pulled him into on this trip alone, and he’s stepped up to all of it with a grin. I’m pretty sure I owe him an apology, but I don’t know how or what to apologize for right now.

While I’m lost in thought, he looks through the doors and winks at me. Warmth blooms in my belly and I flash him a grateful smile. He disappears back into the bathroom again, so I use the time wisely by logging into my Dr. Reality Check mailbox in a meek attempt to refocus on work instead of, you know, perving on my roommate.

Hi Mia,

I just read your Dating How Don’ts list and I wanted to say, I love you. You’re doing the Lord’s work.

Yours, Check Please

Hi Check Please,

Thank you so much!

I just try to keep it real. Ain’t no one got time for shitty dick or shitty dates.

And I’ve had plenty of both. LOL

Love, Lube, and

Hi Mia,

Just read your dating how don’ts list and it got me thinking. I’ve been with my guy for five years now and the closest we’ve been to a date is a McDonald’s drive-thru.

I just thought maybe that was normal?

Is it not?

We both work, so I don’t think it’s a money thing…

Love, Not Another Cheeseburger

Dear Not Another Cheeseburger,

Wow, okay. Given how long you’ve been together, I guess you’d know if he’s a creature of habit or if he’s just lazy, right?