The too-hot-for-his-own-good f*ckboi that my son befriended at the playground is the last thing I need while I try to find my footing on my own, away from my cheating ex. 
I'm done with military guys and I'm done relying on other people.

Except that I need a roommate to make ends meet and guess who needs a place to live?

It's fine. We don't need to be friends. And we definitely don't need to be anything else, regardless of what fantasies I may have in my weaker moments. 

And the pilot with the disarming smile and revolving bevy of girls calling at all hours? He's a complication, but as long as he can act like a good roommate, I'm sure everything will work out.


The author would like you to know:

*if you don't like swearing
*if sexy banter isn't your thing
*if you prefer angst and dark romance
*if you want sex to fade to black, behind closed doors
*if you don't like community and found family
*if you're not into emotional growth and adult relationships

This might not be the book for you.


CW/TW: past parental abuse and alcoholism discussed
             past parental suicide discussed