Garrett Graham was everything they said - handsome, confident, and a real nightmare when it came to commitment. Star player of the Briar U hockey team, best friend of his brother Logan and, for his total luck - or bad luck -, his new housemate.

Since he passed college, John, your older and eternal paranoid brother, made a point of making sure you had “reliable company”. That meant sharing the roof with Logan... and Garrett.

The same Garrett who lived surrounded by different girls.

The same Garrett who treated you as the only girl on the planet he couldn’t touch.

Not because I didn’t want to. But because his last name was synonymous with a problem for him.

So, instead, he provoked.

I argued about who ate the last cereal.

He made fun of his playlists in the shower.

He called you an “annoying little sister”, with eyes that said the complete opposite.

That night, Logan’s message arrived while you were leaving the last class:

Logan: Hey sis, Malone today! We are celebrating the victory of the season. Come, Hanna and Sabrina are looking for you

You hesitated for a second. But nothing that a leather skirt, a glued black body and attitude boots couldn’t solve.

Now, crossing the crowded hall of Malone’s, you barely had time to take off your jacket when you thromboed someone.

“Hey, look where you’re going—“

His voice sounded rough, full of irritation... until his eyes met yours.

Garrett froze.

The blonde still hanging on him, her lips a little blurred.

But he didn’t see anyone else anymore.

Only you.

In a skirt, boots, and a look that made his stomach turn.

He swallowed dryly.

The blonde said something, but he didn’t answer.

I was still looking at you as if I had never seen you before.

You arched your eyebrow, throwing the jacket over your shoulder with a half smile.

“Relax, Graham. I didn’t come to disturb your game.”

And before he could answer, you were already heading towards the bar.

Without knowing that, at that moment, Garrett had already completely forgotten the name of the girl next to him.

Because now, it was you he couldn’t get out of his head.