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Five strangers. One apartment. No escape from each other.
Esme didn't plan on living with four guys when she moved in. It was supposed to be simple-cheap rent, close to campus, a fresh start. Instead, she ends up sharing a cramped apartment with Wren, the quiet one who notices everything but says very little; Colten, the composed rule-follower who keeps the place from falling apart; Easton, the sharp-tongued troublemaker who turns every conversation into a challenge; and Jax, the unpredictable wildcard who treats chaos like a lifestyle.
At first, it's just survival-bickering over chores, stolen food, slammed doors, and the constant struggle of five very different people trying not to drive each other insane. Esme learns quickly that privacy is a luxury and peace is something you earn in small, fleeting moments.
But somewhere between late-night kitchen conversations, accidental confessions, and the strange comfort of always having someone nearby, the apartment starts to change. Wren starts saving her a seat without thinking. Colten starts checking if she got home safely. Easton stops teasing her quite as harshly. And Jax... Jax starts looking at her like she's the only thing in the room worth focusing on.
What begins as forced cohabitation slowly shifts into something none of them are prepared for-tension that lingers too long, feelings that slip through the cracks of everyday life, and a bond that refuses to stay simple or safe.
Because living with four boys was never just about sharing space.
It was about learning how easily a home can turn into something far more dangerous.
Something like love.
second book is called more than roommates