It wasn’t Keith’s fault that it was killing Greg not to know the weekend version of Keith. A half hour later he emerged as the Keith that Greg knew the rest of the week, clean and smiling. (Greg rolled his eyes at himself, but his vocabulary always deteriorated as the night wore on.) Keith was friendly, neat, and cheerful.īut every weekend since the term started, he’d disappear, and every time, he came back with his clothes wrinkled, smelling of smoke, alcohol, and sex, and headed straight for the showers.

In bed by eleven, never missed a class, studied. He didn’t need to start freaking out over Keith’s weekend activities.īut Keith had never been this late getting in on Sunday night.ĭuring the week, Greg’s roommate was as squeaky-clean as they came. He had more than enough to worry about with his own life.

He reminded himself it was none of his business what his roommate did. Greg sighed and flopped over onto his back in the narrow bed. It’s up to Keith to help Greg learn to trust in himself-and in the way they feel about each other.Īfter midnight Sunday, and still no sign of Keith. Their attraction soon flares hot, but Greg’s fears overwhelm him, sending him running. In contrast, Keith protects his heart by limiting sex to one-night stands and weekend flings.Īs the two get to know each other better, they feel drawn together, and slowly they take tentative steps toward something real. A recovering addict, Greg avoids sex because it’s too closely tied in his mind with the alcohol and drugs he gave up. When it comes to relationships, college roommates Greg and Keith are polar opposites.

Accidental Love by Shae Connor