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Room Mated: Standalone Reverse Harem Romance

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“Thanks.” I took the glass of water gratefully from the guy with the beard. I sipped it slowly as I stared at the men seated across from me. I was perched on the edge of a couch. A coffee table was in front of me, and beyond that was another couch. The man with the kind eyes and the short beard sat there next to his blue-eyed buddy, the one I’d almost kissed. The younger, quiet one, who looked to be only a year or two older than my age of twenty three, was in an armchair off to the left.

Though I was trying, it was hard to get my brain to kick into gear. I’d been so damn tired. Then I thought I was dreaming. And not just any dream—a sex dream. Briefly, I wondered if I’d said anything embarrassing. Not that trying to grab the blue-eyed one and kiss the hell out of him wasn’t embarrassing enough. But there were bigger fish to fry.

“How’d you get in here?” Mr. Blue Eyes asked. Now that the lighting was better, I could see that his hair was lighter than the others’. Kind of a dark blond. It was short and stuck up in arrogant-looking spikes. Or maybe it was just his expression that looked arrogant. The blue eyes looked icy at the moment, but the rest of him didn’t provoke a cold feeling in me—quite the opposite, in fact. His t-shirt was sleeveless and showed off some pretty impressive biceps. He was definitely hot enough to feature in a sex dream.

All three of them were, actually.

His bearded buddy reached out and put his hand on Mr. Blue Eyes’ arm. “First things first,” he said, in the same gentle voice he’d used when he’d asked if I wanted some water. “I’m Jude. This is Mason. And that’s Parker.” That last part was directed at the quiet one off to the side. If Mason’s eyes were cold, Parker’s were like melted chocolate. I wasn’t sure where the melted part came in, but his expression was deep and soulful. He was staring off into space as if he were a million miles away, but then he gave me a nod that showed he was paying attention.

“Hi,” I said, my gaze reaching all three of them. “I’m Kylie.”

“Kylie,” Jude said, comprehension dawning on his handsome face. Mason swore under his breath. Parker’s vacant expression didn’t change. “That explains it.”

“Explains what?” It didn’t explain a damn thing to me.

Mason pulled a phone out of his pocket. As he swiped at it, I couldn’t help noticing the manspreading thing he was doing. His legs were spread wide enough to fit one of the armchairs between them. And he was wearing baggy shorts that showed a bit more of his strong, tan thighs than tighter ones would have. I could practically see right up the leg of those shorts.

Realizing I was staring, I tore my eyes away—only to catch the look of amusement on Jude’s face. Crap, he’d caught me looking. Luckily, Mason was still occupied with his phone. Something told me it would’ve been worse if Mason had caught me looking. Between that and my almost kissing him, he’d probably think I was some kind of sex-craved coed who’d broken into his dorm to seduce him.

Mason abruptly tossed his phone on the couch next to him. “Are you Kylie Mills?”

“Yes.” How’d he know that?

Jude answered my question. “We were told that our fourth roommate was named Kyle Mills.”

Oh shit. My hand flew to my forehead, almost hard enough to hurt, as I frowned over that one. “How hard is it to double check the box that says F or M on the housing application?”

Jude laughed. “Agreed. It doesn’t seem likely they do it by going through applications and sorting them into piles according to what gender the names sound like. If that were the case, there would be a lot of misplaced Taylors, Jordans, and Shannons. Must have just been a mix up.”

“Son of a bitch.” I should’ve known it was too good to be true that I’d gotten into Henderson. Usually, people on scholarships got assigned to the oldest dorms farthest from campus. Probably that’s where I would be reassigned when I told the housing office about the snafu. Then something occurred to me. “How come you all knew my name? They didn’t tell me anything about the people I’d be rooming with.” If they had, I could’ve sorted this out long before now.

Mason smirked. “We have our ways.”

Yeah, that wasn’t very helpful. Deciding that smacking the smirk off of Mason’s face wouldn’t improve the situation, I looked past him and took in the room. It was enormous—far bigger than any room I’d see in my previous dormitories. Of course, this was a four-person suite, but still. The area we were in was big enough for two full-sized sofas, and beyond that was a table that looked big enough to seat twelve. There was a wall of glass behind that, and the space opened up on the right in an L shape, but I couldn’t see what was back there.


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