My mug shot didn’t turn out as great as I thought it would. I probably should have smiled. Maybe I would have if I had actually committed the crime.
Instead, I’m the walking billboard of someone who was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
The only bonus of being accused of vandalism is that the owner's mom has taken pity on me and thanks to her I will now have a place to sleep tonight, and well, all the nights until the bookstore that was destroyed is back up and running.
Living in a bookstore sounds like a dream, and it would be, if the owner's son wasn’t such a jerk. All things considered, I’m a nice person, but this guy *rolls eyes* is the absolute worst and working with him day after day is going to be my biggest challenge yet.
Or, okay, my biggest struggle might actually be ignoring how attracted I am to him. I mean come on, he is a broody college guy with a smoking body who thinks I'm a criminal. It doesn't exactly scream that I should fall for him, right?
And yet … I really didn’t think life could get more complicated than it has been to this point.
Wish me luck.