Rule #1: Don't let your ex move in with you. Rule #2: Don't have sex with your ex. Rule #3: Don't fall asleep hugging a turkey leg. I woke up to an empty apartment and things just got worse from there. My roommate took everything even my epic purple couch. Rent coming due means I'm desperate, but not desperate enough for Travis freaking Westmister to live with me. That is, until my brother convinces me his best friend and my mortal enemy is his only hope. Now the man I gave my v-card to before he disappeared is parading around my house shirtless, toned, tanned and ripped. Oh, God, I will not go there. He broke my heart and I hate his guts. Except, he's not who I thought he was at all. Now I can't cross the line because then I won't have a roommate plus me and my virginity hate him. Don't we
