
Jace Villin likes straight lines and clean surfaces. Life is so much easier when everything is in its right place, and he and his friend Felicity have a good system for the cubicle at work. They have a drawer each, one side of the bulletin board each, and they don't interfere with each other's territories. But then Felicity quits, and Jace has to share his cubicle with someone else.
Paxton Sallow promised himself never to work in an office again, but there are no job openings, and he has bills to pay. The job might be the most boring he's ever had to endure, but at least he can amuse himself with moving Jace's things around. It's amazing how upsetting a crooked label can be.
Jace doesn't know what to do with Paxton. He wants to snarl at him to respect his boundaries at the same time as he wants to run his fingers through his hair and kiss him silly. Paxton knows he should leave Jace alone, but he can't help himself. He wants to see Jace outside of work, but how will Paxton get him to agree to have a cup of coffee with him when he runs off as soon as he tries to ask him out?

Chapter 1Jace Villin glanced at the clock and opened another email. He didn’t mind working in customer service—emails were the best way of communication, and Andrea, his boss, never asked or hinted of wanting him to work the phones. It was for the best. He didn’t do phones, unless he texted, of course. He smiled as he read the email, a woman wanting a refund, and replied. He only used part of the copy and paste templates. They were so impersonal and he wanted the customers to know a real person was reading their emails. “Jace.” He blinked at Felicity. “Hi.” Looking at the clock again, he frowned. They shared a desk. He worked the early shift, she worked the evening shift, and she never arrived a minute early. “What are you doing here?” It was still forty-five minutes until she was to ta
