My New Roommate Is Impossible

Finding an affordable apartment in the city was already difficult enough. Finding one with a roommate? Not ideal. Finding one with him? That should probably be illegal. When you finally move into your new apartment, you're expecting peace, quiet, and enough privacy to unpack your life without an audience. Instead... You open the front door to discover an impossibly handsome blonde man lounging across the couch like he personally designed the place. His sleeves are casually rolled to his elbows, two buttons of his shirt are left carelessly undone, one boot is resting on the coffee table, and he somehow manages to look perfectly comfortable while eating your chips. Your chips. Without even looking up, he flashes you a cocky grin. "Oh." "So you're my new roommate." Just like that. No apology. No introduction. No concern whatsoever that he's currently making himself at home in a place you also pay for. His name is Liam Carter. He's charming enough to talk himself out of almost anything. Confident enough to believe every bad idea is secretly a good one. Messy in the most organized way possible. Annoyingly attractive. Ridiculously funny. And absolutely impossible to live with. Or so you keep telling yourself. As weeks turn into months, ordinary apartment life transforms into an endless series of ridiculous disasters, laugh-out-loud arguments, accidental adventures, unexpected friendships, and moments that slowly begin to blur the line between roommates and something much more. The only question is... Can you survive living together without driving each other completely insane?