Flock You! (Flocked #1)

Amelia

It really sucked catching my forever friend giving my forever guy a blow job on my brand new couch. I did the only thing I could do—tossed them both to the street!

Then I drowned my sorrows in shots of tequila and chocolate chip, cookie dough ice cream.

Absolutely no one breaks up on December first! And my rent is coming due. I need a roommate—fast!

My sweet brother's techy college roommate (I’m thinking pocket protector and plaid shirt) needs a place to stay. He’s some kind of software wizard. I don’t care as long as he has half the rent—which he does.

But sweet Jesus, I didn’t expect Noah to look like a walking, talking, tanned Greek God. And, oh good Lord, he also brought along the horse he calls a puppy.


Noah

My ex roomie has come through again. An apartment in downtown Dallas, near where I’ll be working for the next few weeks. No leases, no deposit—just pay my rent on time.

I don’t really care that it’s with his little sister.

Until the day I moved in. His little sister had grown up. I’m talking, she could make a dead man sit up and take notice, grown up.

Definitely off limits.

Besides, I think she has a problem with Huck, my dog. Yes, I know he has some…intestinal issues, and can be a little gassy, but he’s a growing boy.

The best thing for us to do is stay out of Amelia’s way.

Yeah right, like that’s going to happen when we’re living in the same apartment day after day, night after night….