Nothing to Everything (Roommate for Roommate Book 1)

by Maia Aaron

I sigh through my nose. “Fine. But if I don’t like any of the pictures, you have to promise you’ll delete them.” He lifts his free hand and puts it in a fist, only jutting out his pinky. “Pinky promise.” I smile and wrap my pinky around his before moving into him more, wrapping one arm across his stomach and letting my chin rest on his shoulder. He lifts up his long-ass arm and points the camera down at us, and we take a few pictures doing a few different poses and faces. He takes ones of us smiling, laughing, kissing each other’s cheeks, and making silly faces, and when we go through them so he can pick out the one he wants to make his lockscreen, I realize with a shock that I actually like them. I really like them. So much so that I tell Fitz to send them all to me, which he does, and when he picks out a picture for his lockscreen–one of us smiling together, my cheek resting on his shoulder and his head resting on top of mine, I figure out why I like the pictures so much. It’s because I look happy in them.