Falling for the Wrong Guy, Loved by the Right One

On the day Marlaux Kennedy gifted his new girlfriend an entire rose garden, it also happened to be my birthday. Everyone around me seemed certain that I'd cause a scene, waiting for me to make a fool of myself.

Late that night, I ignored the messages Marlaux sent me and instead focused on the warmth of the arms wrapped around me from behind.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Kelvis Gabriel, Marloux's famously aloof and hard-to-get roommate, propped himself up from the bed, his voice hoarse as he nuzzled my neck. "You haven't given me my goodnight kiss yet."