Nothing to Everything (Roommate for Roommate Book 1)

by Maia Aaron

“Fitz, I… I just… What are we… What are we doing?” He frowns, too. Furrows his brows. Tilts his head. “What do you mean?” “I mean we hate each other! We’ve hated each other from the minute we met. We bicker and you try to antagonize me and I roll my eyes when you talk. That’s just what we do. So… what are we doing?” Fitz still doesn’t seem to understand. He shakes his head, slides off the bench, and stands next to the piano, right across from me. “What are you talking about, Wendy?” “I’m talking about this, Fitz!” I unclasp my hands from behind my back and use them to gesture between us. “I’m talking about you leaning in to kiss me like it was the most natural thing in the world. I’m talking about you looking at me like you can’t even remember a time when you hated me, when it was only two months ago that you did!” He’s still shaking his head, and now he’s taking slow steps forward. One. Two. “Why do you keep saying that? Where did you get the impression that I hate you?” Is he serious? I can’t help but scoff. “Two months ago, Fitz, you could barely even stand to touch me. You’d jump any time we made even the slightest contact. What else is that supposed to mean? What else am I supposed to think?” He pauses, brows furrowing. Parts his lips, shakes his head. “You don’t get it, do you?” I blink, and he shakes his head. “The reason I couldn’t touch you was never because I didn’t want to. I didn’t touch you, Wendy, because I wanted to so badly that I was sure you’d notice. I d...

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