Reid: According to my mother, I ruined my life the minute I quit ballet in college and destroyed her dreams of having a professional dancer in the family. My steady bartending job, friends, and fanfic hobby weren’t good enough apparently. Not that I cared what she thought anymore. Mostly. Things had been pretty conflict-free up until my new neighbor showed up and threw everything into chaos.
Sophie: I never expected to run into Reid Hayward of all people when I moved into my first off-campus apartment. To say that she isn’t thrilled to see me is an understatement. That’s fair, considering the last time we saw each other she and my sister were in the middle of a very loud breakup that I witnessed. Reid is still livid though, as if I was the one who lied to her and ended the relationship years ago.
Reid: The last time I saw Sophie Love, she was this annoying teenager who was always asking to tag along on my dates with her sister. That was a longggg time ago, because she’s all grown up now and I’m doing my very best not to notice. That becomes even more of a challenge when I discover that our beds are up against the same wall and I can hear … a lot of things. Personal, intimate things, if you know what I mean. My first instinct is to pound on the wall to get her to stop. My second is to listen.
Sophie: Mortification doesn’t begin to cover the way I feel after I realize she heard me last night. The awkward conversation after doesn’t kill me, but it does give me an idea. You see, I’ve only recently realized I’m not as straight as I always thought, and Reid works at the only sapphic bar in the state. If there’s anyone who knows about this stuff, it’s her. What if she took me under her wing and taught me how to date a woman? Reid doesn’t even like me, so it wouldn’t mean anything. Just a way to get all my nervousness and fumbling out of the way before I try to do this for real. It’s a wild idea, but what’s even wilder is that she agrees.
