Fostering Chemistry – College Roommates Read Online Stephanie Brother

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“What’s the delivery?” Tori asked.

“A new washer and dryer. Oh, and a fridge, too.” She grinned. “My guys went a bit overboard.”

“Nice,” I said. “I think we’ll probably notice a truck large enough to transport them.”

“Not to mention men large enough to lift them,” Tori said with a little laugh.

“You two are obsessed with sex.” I shook my head but couldn’t help smiling.

“You would be too if you lived with a bunch of hot men,” Tori said pointedly. “Oh wait, you do.”

“It’s not like that,” I protested.

Hailey laughed. “It wasn’t for us, either, and look where we ended up.”

“With brand new appliances.” Tori was in good spirits today. I wondered how many of her guys had shared her bed with her last night.

And tried not to be jealous. Then again, I didn’t need a whole herd of good men. One would definitely be enough, and between homework, my job, and classes, I wasn’t even sure I could handle one.

“Anyway, it’s nice to get out of the basement,” I said, switching topics. “Out of my workplace, I should say.” I didn’t want them to think that they made me sleep in the basement of Baylor House.

"Is your new boss still giving you trouble?" Tori asked.

"It’s her favorite hobby." I sighed and took a sip of the excellent chai tea latte they served here. Zoe was a student, just like me, only a few years older. But unlike me, she was studying the hospitality industry. "She spent half an hour yesterday lecturing me on how to treat customers." The small amount of power she wielded had quickly gone to her head.

"What customers?” Hailey asked.

“Exactly.” But I didn’t want to think about Zoe right now and soon nudged the conversation back toward them. We talked a bit about Hailey’s life and the fantastically handsome men she lived with. I’d only seen pictures, but wow. Tori’s guys I knew—especially Jayden, who was my friend. It was far more fun to think of such sexy men than a boss with a stick up her ass.

But, speaking of sexy men, I was supposed to cook for some soon. Along with the unsexy ones. Oh, and Jenna.

"All right, let’s get down to business," Hailey said.

She was the one who knew how to cook, so Tori had called her in when I explained that it would be my turn to make Tuesday night dinner sooner than I thought.

Hailey cocked her head at me. "What can you make?"

"Toast. Scrambled eggs. Cereal. I’m really good at cereal."

"Can you brown meat?"

"With a marker?"

Tori put her hand on my arm. "Come on, we’re trying to help. Be serious."

All right, she had a point. But the thought of cooking for the household made me anxious. "Okay, yes, I’ve browned meat before."

“Perfect.” Hailey beamed. "You can make shepherd’s pie."

I stared at Hailey. "Never heard of it."

"It’s easy. You can double the recipe, and it’ll feed your whole crew. Plus, there are instructions online."

"There are instructions for everything online, but I usually find them hard to follow."

"You won’t find this guy hard to follow."

Hailey exchanged a glance with Tori, and they both smirked

"What, does he use small words and break it down for complete beginners?"

"It doesn’t sound like you’re a complete beginner," Tori said. "And when you see him, you’re not going to be focused on his words."

"What do you mean?"

Hailey slid her phone over, and there was a very attractive man in a white chef’s hat and white apron—and that appeared to be all he was wearing.

"Um, what’s this?"

"The shirtless chef. You’re going to love him. He really does explain things well—if you can stop yourself from drooling over him."

Tori tilted the phone in her direction and gave a sigh.

Then it was my turn to get another look. He had dark hair and eyes, and a face that was both charming and mischievous. "Okay, he is handsome, but between the two of you, you have a football team’s worth of men. Do you really need an online guy to swoon over, too?"

"But look at that hair," Hailey said.

"And the chest," Tori added.

"And those eyes.” Hailey’s voice was almost a moan.

"And that chest,” Tori said.

"You said that one already."

“Wait until he takes off the apron—then you’ll see why it bears repeating.”

I studied the picture again. Surely, he was wearing something under that white apron? Because otherwise, I didn’t see how any woman would have the willpower to actually follow the recipe.

So I was in, as long as he actually knew how to cook. Even better if he knew how to teach other people how to cook.

"I’ll send you the exact links you need,” Hailey said. “He’s got a video on how to season the meat and cook it to the perfect temperature. And then, basically, you just have to add green beans, mashed potatoes, and cheese."

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