Leo F*cking Hernandez.
I won\'t let him do it again..
He\'s broken my heart once.
I have to push him away, even when he makes it infuriatingly difficult to do so.
Still, I have to try.
Ignoring him was easy when I lived across the street, but in the same house, with him shirtless half the time and watching me with his cocky grin and searing gaze? It\'s impossible.
Live at The Pit with him and the guys, free of charge, until my landlord fixes this mess.
And Leo Hernandez offers me a deal I can\'t refuse.
Because when a water and mold disaster leaves me with no choice but to vacate my house, I have nowhere to go.
At least, until this summer.
But with rent this cheap and so close to the tattoo shop, I\'ve learned to ignore him - no matter how he\'s tried to get under my skin.
Watching him parade his one-night-stands in and out of it never helped, either.
The Pit, as the university so gracefully nicknamed the house he lives in with three other football players, has served as nothing more than a pain in my ass and a constant reminder of the boy who broke my heart.
I was living my life despite him and what happened that summer, chasing my dream of becoming a tattoo artist.
And before I unknowingly moved across the street from him, I couldn\'t have cared less.
He doesn\'t remember who I am, or how he made my life miserable for years.
But that was before I hated him.
I used to think I loved him.
And now? He\'s my new roommate.
North Boston University\'s star running back, notorious bachelor, and number one on my people I would murder if I could get away with it list.
Leo F*cking Hernandez
