Roommate's Guide to Love

GUIDE TO LOVE RULE #6: Flings are temporary. Falling for the single dad could be forever. I believe the saying is "never say never." To that I say hold my beer. I never thought I'd quit my job as a middle school teacher because of a group of unpleasant parents, yet I did with my middle finger in the air and no regrets. Now I'm back in the small town in Tennessee where I grew up unsure of the future, facing temptation on a daily basis in the form of Porter McCoy. For years, we've had the perfect “situationship.” I couldn’t get enough of the flirty bar owner and neither of us wanted anything serious. So twice a year when I came to visit my family, we'd do our thing. It was deliciously sexy with no strings attached. Yet when an unexpected surprise lands on his doorstep in a pink dress and a baby carrier, everything changes—especially after he asks me to move in with him to help raise his niece. Somehow I agree, but under one condition—what we had is no more. Because sleeping together and living together is a little too much like a relationship. Something neither of us are looking for. Porter agrees, but soon I realize I underestimated my strength to resist the newly single dad. Because it should be illegal for him to cuddle her shirtless. Or walk around the house in just a towel. And when we share a look, I remember what it felt like when he kissed me. Which now brings me to my latest never: I never thought I'd fall in love with Porter McCoy. And there's no guide to love for that.

GUIDE TO LOVE RULE #6: Flings are temporary. Falling for the single dad could be forever. I believe the saying is "never say never." To that I say hold my beer. I never thought I'd quit my job as a middle school teacher because of a group of unpleasant parents, yet I did with my middle finger in the air and no regrets. Now I'm back in the small town in Tennessee where I grew up unsure of the future, facing temptation on a daily basis in the form of Porter McCoy. For years, we've had the perfect “situationship.” I couldn’t get enough of the flirty bar owner and neither of us wanted anything serious. So twice a year when I came to visit my family, we'd do our thing. It was deliciously sexy with no strings attached. Yet when an unexpected surprise lands on his doorstep in a pink dress and a baby carrier, everything changes—especially after he asks me to move in with him to help raise his niece. Somehow I agree, but under one condition—what we had is no more. Because sleeping together and living together is a little too much like a relationship. Something neither of us are looking for. Porter agrees, but soon I realize I underestimated my strength to resist the newly single dad. Because it should be illegal for him to cuddle her shirtless. Or walk around the house in just a towel. And when we share a look, I remember what it felt like when he kissed me. Which now brings me to my latest never: I never thought I'd fall in love with Porter McCoy. And there's no guide to love for that.