Screwmates

I knew from the first time I saw Marc Kirby that I was screwed.
Big eyes, scruffy face, brown curls yes, yes, and yes. The man is wicked hot.
He s also my roommate, and since I work nights and he s at class all day it s like living alone at half the rent.
Then an unexpected night off turns into an unexpected morning in Marc s bed and an even more unexpected realization that both of us are terrible in the sack.
This is not great news for Marc who s going on a bangcation at the end of the summer a whole month in France that he s planned to spend getting busy with the women of Paris.
It s also not great news for me for obvious reasons.
With both of us needing work on our skills, there s only one logical solution to our predicament.
Told you I was screwed."

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