The Revenge Plan
“Holy shit, are you not attracted to him?”
“Of course, I am!” I hissed, lowering my voice and glancing toward the kitchen entrance, hoping he wasn’t right around the corner, listening in on us. “But he’s my roommate.” Why did I have to repeat that? “And I like him. He’s been nothing but nice and helpful to me. I don’t want to use him like that.”
“Most guys would actually appreciate being used like that,” Bentley started. “I mean, no-strings, commitment-free sex he doesn’t have to pursue or even leave his own home to get. Why would he mind?”