Next Door Hater by Jamie Knight

The worst part about living next to my enemy?
He’s so hot I’m tempted to forget I hate him.

As a bookworm whose curves finally fill the right places,
I love college and having new friends who do, too.
The tormenting jocks from high school are long gone.
Until the pandemic hits and I’m sent home on lockdown.
Then I find out that one of them has moved next door!
Now we’re stuck in the close quarters of a shared duplex.
With faulty plumping that forces us to share a bathroom.
So, Nate and I are seeing a lot of each other lately.
And I’m not sure what’s more surprising:
The fact that he seems to like what he sees,
or the fact that I want to see more of him.
I find myself thinking he’s not who I thought he was.
And wanting to let him in as more than just a neighbor.
But I’m not sure I can trust him with my heart.

There’s definitely heat between us.
But is it hot enough to melt away our icy-cold history?