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say, casually, knowing this will really get her in a huff.
    “You’re kidding, right?”
    “He kicked Sebastian out, got a new place and more or less said he wanted me to be his roommate.”
    Her mouth drops open and it’s the first time I’ve seen Bryn speechless in a very long time.
    After a couple minutes, she finally speaks. “Wow.” I wait for her to say more but she doesn’t.
    “That’s all you can say.” We’re almost to the house.
    “I knew he would do everything to get you back, but he’s taking extreme measures. He means business.” She pauses and adds. “Serious business.”
     
    WHEN TYLER COMES through the door to his bedroom, I’ve already changed into sweatpants and a slouchy t-shirt. The Victoria’s Secret short gown from Bryn is definitely not an option. This already feels way too weird and uncomfortable.
    “So, I’ll just sleep on the couch in the living room.” Tyler says as he waits, gauging my reaction.
    I sit down on the edge of his bed. I’m exhausted. I can’t remember the last time I had a good night’s sleep. I think hard, trying to remember. The night Sam and Rosemary were in the car accident…that was before Thanksgiving Break. It’s no wonder I feel so sleep-deprived.
    “It’s fine.” I say and then yawn.
    “What’s fine?”
    “You can sleep here…it’s your bed. If anyone should go on the sofa it’s me.” I stifle another yawn.
    “Emilia, you’re exhausted. Just sleep here.”
    “Only if you’ll sleep here. I don’t feel right kicking you out of your own bed. Besides there’s plenty of room and I’m sure as soon as my head hits the pillow I’ll be down for the count.” I know the latter is far from reality, but I don’t want him thinking he has a chance to get lucky.
    “Okay, then.” He says, pulling the comforter back. “As long as you’re sure.”
    “I’m sure.” I scoot under the covers.
    He pulls his white t-shirt off and stands in only his flannel pajama bottoms. I catch a glimpse of his impressive abs and quickly look away, not wanting him to see my face. I’m certain it’s the color of a ripened tomato. Why did I let Bryn convince me this was a good idea?
    Switching the light off, I feel the bed sink as he climbs into it.
    “Do you work tomorrow?” He asks.
    “Hm-hmm.” I pretend to be near sleep.
    “I play tomorrow night. Will you come?”
    “Sure.”
    “Good night, Emilia.” He moves closer to me. I turn my head and we are nose to nose.
    “Good night.”
    He kisses me softly on the lips just as I attempt to push Logan from my mind. I have no idea what I’m doing. Here Tyler is…this good-looking, kind guy and all I can think about is Logan. Maybe, I am playing games. How could I be here in bed with Tyler, but thinking about Logan if this isn’t the truth?
    Pulling back from Tyler, I roll onto my back and stare up at the ceiling. I can feel his eyes on me as my heart pounds, an uneasiness returning to my stomach. Desperately trying to drown at the muffled sex sounds of Bryn and Josh, I envelope my ears between the pillow. Suddenly, my phone buzzes from my bag on the floor.
    “Do you need to get that?” He asks.
    “No.” I swallow. I already know who it is.
    “Well, good night.”
    “’Night.” I murmur as I roll onto my side, my back to him.
    A little over a month ago, I was lying in bed with Logan. As much as I tried to drag my feet, Logan swept me off them. Now, I can barely see straight, I’m so confused. Thankfully, I work tomorrow and classes start on Monday. There’s no doubt I will welcome these much-needed distractions.

CHAPTER FIVE
    I KNOW I SET THE WORLD RECORD for the quickest out of bed and out the door routine if I had been timed. Saying, I could not escape the house fast enough is an understatement. It had been weird enough, sharing Tyler’s bed but then add that to the painfully loud moans and groans coming from down the hall, and awkward takes on an entirely new meaning.
    So…dressed in my