When I find a half-naked guy standing in my dormitory at my new boarding school, I assume he’s my roommate’s boyfriend.
He introduces himself as Alex and I introduce myself as Lottie.
When he tells me he’s Sasha and was expecting Elliott, I see what happened.
Someone knew I was a girl or he was a guy, and made some glaringly incorrect assumptions about the other one, meaning we were assigned as roommates.
The new dorm mistress tells us we’re stuck with each other, at least for the short-term. What starts out as playful ribbing between my studious self and the ripped jock becomes something a little more friendly as his friends take me in as one of their own.
Soon, I’m their ticket to the ways of the female heart. But not my heart. Because, I mean, no one falls in love just because of a roommate mistake.
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Oh, if only this book wasn’t over! I haven’t had this much fun writing a book in a long time. Fun and a little bit of trauma, let’s be honest.
Huge thanks for this one goes to the beta team, naturally. The speed with which you guys get feedback to me is astounding and I so don’t deserve you. Thanks to Kaity for pointing out I use ‘it’ a lot; I haven’t tried so hard to avoid using a word since I first discovered how bad I was with ‘passed’ v ‘past’. Thank you to Julie for being the worst; at least you keep me less waffly. Thanks to Anna H. for being so on the ball with each new chapter and reassuring me that Norah was fine.
Thanks to the husband for reading it and not hating it. Always a plus.
And, finally, I’m going to thank myself for writing it. I don’t know who else needed this book, but I sure did.
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Born in New Zealand to a Brit and an Australian, I am a writer with a passion for all things storytelling. I love reading, writing, TV and movies, gaming, and spending time with family and friends. I am an avid fan of British comedy, superheroes, and SuperWhoLock. I have too many favourite books, but I fell in love with reading after Isobelle Carmody’s Obernewtyn. I am obsessed with all things mythological – my current focus being old-style Irish faeries. I live in Adelaide (South Australia) with my long-suffering husband, delirious dog, mad cat, two chickens, and a lazy turtle.
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