His Room,His Rules

712·prexcy.

He had rules. I just wanted to breathe. When I got the email that I'd be sharing a dorm room with Jace Carter—college royalty, captain of the swim team, and walking sin—I almost threw up in my sketchpad. Me? Luca Hayes? The quiet art student who gets nervous asking for extra napkins? He was everything I wasn’t: bold, confident, cocky... and stupidly hot. But this dorm room? It wasn’t just his. It was ours. And when he leaned against the door, smirking like he knew every dirty thought I’d ever had— I knew I was screwed. One bed. One bathroom. One rule: No falling for your roommate. Guess who broke it first?