Flocked Series by Karen Kelley

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... moreAmelia 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…. less

Shannon Yes, I probably shouldn’t have slid down my boss’ banister, but it was a long, hard, and inviting banister. How could I have known that he would come back early from vacation, that I wouldn’t be able to stop, or that I would fly off the end, knock him down, and end up on top of him? And no, people, my you-know-what did not land on his face! And yes, I was supposed to be there. I was babysitting his sister’s dog while her house was being fumigated... moreShannon Yes, I probably shouldn’t have slid down my boss’ banister, but it was a long, hard, and inviting banister. How could I have known that he would come back early from vacation, that I wouldn’t be able to stop, or that I would fly off the end, knock him down, and end up on top of him? And no, people, my you-know-what did not land on his face! And yes, I was supposed to be there. I was babysitting his sister’s dog while her house was being fumigated. But now he’s here, and I’m having erotic fantasies, but I’m desperate to buy a new washer and dryer, so I need to stop having these naughty thoughts, which I do. That is, until my free-thinking mother sends me brownies from California. Except there was a slight problem with the shipment. Garrett Women usually want one thing from me—money. But when Shannon slides down my bannister, I know I want her. I have a feeling she might actually be different from all the others. She’s funny and smart. And hot. Did I mention hot? I can’t seem to get the image of her sliding down my banister out of my mind. Then the brownies arrive. The best I’ve ever had. Yes, Shannon is good. Real good. I should’ve known she was like all the others. How the hell could I have ended up in Vegas, married to the biggest con artist of them all? less