Landlord Wars

I found the perfect rental in the overpriced city I can’t quit. My only problem? The arrogant landlord is my new roommate’s best friend.

Max Burrows comes from one of the wealthiest families in San Francisco. He’s tall, built, with chiseled good looks some women might find attractive. He also enjoys annoying me with his brutal honesty.

Yes, I know my clothes are too baggy.

Yes, I realize my hair is a rat’s nest in the morning.

And yes, I tend to leave mugs all over the house. His point?

Under the guise of spending time with his friend, Max has been known to share embarrassing personal facts to potential suitors and eat my chocolate.

The chocolate is the last straw.

Max is not my roommate, and I shouldn’t have to put up with his presence.

But he does own the building...

It’s a sticky situation.

I might kill Max, or I might kiss that mocking smile off his face.

All’s fair in love and rentals...