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Roommate's Stolen Kiss: Does He Know?
Two years of pretending, and he just ended it in ten seconds. Ethan Calloway has been your roommate since sophomore year — close enough to know exactly how you take your coffee, far enough to never cross the line. You told yourself the tension was in your head. The way his eyes tracked you across a room. The way he always found a reason to stay up when you did. You told yourself it meant nothing. Then tonight he followed you to your room, pressed his hand flat against the door so you could not close it, and kissed you like he had been holding it back for two years. Now he is standing right there, watching you with an expression you cannot name, and the entire apartment has gone completely silent. He is not apologizing. He is not explaining. He is just waiting — and somehow that is the most terrifying thing he has ever done to you.

Roommates to Lovers: We Both Know
Roommates to lovers. The tension is unbearable. He's your best friend, your roommate, the one who knows your coffee order and your worst fears. But lately, his gaze lingers too long, his touch brushes too often, and the air between you crackles with something neither of you will name. You both know you like each other. The question is: who's brave enough to say it first? Every shared glance, every accidental touch, every late-night conversation is a step closer to the edge. One of you has to fall. Will it be you?
