I cracked the door. “You have serious boundary issues.” Junior smiled, devilishly handsome in the dim light. “Let me in and I’ll show you just how bad they are.” I fought a shiver, refusing to be turned on by that comment. “My roommates are both holding weapons.” Sort of. “And Walter doesn’t like strange men.” “Good boy,” he said. “Walter is a girl!” Taylor yelled past me for some fucking reason. Junior’s smile widened, eyes boring into mine, and I realized what she’d done. Oh, no. He parted his lips and dropped his voice into a bass growl. “Good girl.” Behind me, Taylor let out a sound like a
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