Emerson Beckett has always done things on his own. Ever since his family disowned him for coming out, he’s had no one but himself to rely on. Now in his final year at the University of California, he just wants to finish his English degree, play music with his band, and graduate in peace. But when he's forced to share a dorm with Adam Pierce—the school's star football player—his carefully controlled life starts to spiral.

Adam has one goal: the NFL. His entire future depends on his performance, both on the field and in the classroom. But when his failing grades land him on the bench, he has no choice but to accept tutoring from his insufferable new roommate. Emerson is the last person he wants help from, but a late-night study session changes everything. One kiss leads to another, and soon, they’re caught in a secret they can’t escape.

But Adam's father—the key to his football career—is a homophobic powerhouse, and their time together has an expiration date. The deal is simple: stay together until graduation, then walk away. But what happens when walking away isn't an option anymore?

I KISSED MY TUTOR 

BOOTS IN BED


Adam’s Pov.
“I don't fucking like this.”
“Jay!”
I'm sitting there as Cassy whispers to Jordan. Or at least tries to. Jordan's not even trying to hide her words and I've just found out Cassy can't whisper for shit.
“I promise I won't let him hurt me. It's just I like him and. . . I wanna hear...

  

Adam’s Pov.

“I don't fucking like this.”

“Jay!”

I'm sitting there as Cassy whispers to Jordan. Or at least tries to. Jordan's not even trying to hide her words and I've just found out Cassy can't whisper for shit.

“I promise I won't let him hurt me. It's just I like him and. . . I wanna hear...

NEW ROUTES 

ROOMMATE 

OUT OF SIGHT, OUT OF MIND 

TAKE EVERYTHING ELSE 

NO FUCKING WAY 

HAD IT COMING 

ABOVE AND BEYOND 

MEETINGS, MEETINGS 

I CAN'T FOCUS 

CRASH AND BURN 

THE REUNION? (1)

THE REUNION? (II)

A PUNCH TO THE FACE 

THE LOVE DOCTOR 

APOLOGIES IN THE DARK 

THUNDERSTORM 

OF OLD JACKET 

FUCKING FAG

TESTS 

POETRY 

PAINTING 

THE COUPLE'S GIG

BRAD?