The Breakaway

Living with my boyfriend Logan should have been everything I wanted—until I realized his best friend, Rob Thompson, came with the deal. Rob and I are like oil and water, fire and gasoline, sworn enemies under one roof.

When Logan got selected for World Juniors in Germany, I thought I’d get a reprieve. I could handle the quiet loneliness of his absence. What I couldn’t handle was Rob. He’s still here, stomping around the house with that cocky grin, pushing every button I have. And somehow, when it’s just the two of us, the air feels heavier, charged with something I don’t want to name.

It’s infuriating how he can see right through me, past every wall I’ve built, calling me out in ways no one else ever has. But as much as I hate him, I can’t seem to look away.

Logan will be gone for two months. Rob will be here every day. And I’m terrified that everything I thought I knew about love—and hate—is about to change.