šĀ Banter x100
Waylon Dupree loves love. He just doesnāt want to be in it right now or anytime soon. But in ten years or so, heās looking forward to landing a badass wife, worshipping her, and poppinā out a couple of little Duprees.Ā
For now, he just needs a roommateāsomeone dependable, who wonāt be moving out in a few months because they fell in love like the last two did.
Lyric Sweeney loves dead people. Which is convenient, considering sheās a mortician. Spending her day making the recently departed look alive again has also resulted in her having more conversations with them than people who are still on this plane of existence.Ā
So when her best friend suggests she get a new roommate, her reasons why come with undeniable receipts. But does it have to be Waylon? Does it have to be that sort of almost hookup from a year ago who also happens to be her best friendās new manās best friend?Ā
To appease the worried parties, she agrees to see his place. It would have been hard to say no to the chefās kitchen but she would have done it. But when he shows her what will be her own bathroom and tells her she can fill the sunroom with all her plants? Well, every girl has their price.
One awkward conversation later, theyāve put the past behind them and shake hands on starting fresh. Thereās just one rule: No hanky panky. Neither of them were very good at following rules though. And forbidden fruit is the sweetest kind. Besides, nothing can go wrong hooking up with your roommate, right?
