Jaxon POV By three o'clock Saturday afternoon, I learned three things about living with Riley Bennett. One: she owned more books than any reasonable person should. Two: she refused to let anyone unpack them for her. And three: she had very strong opinions about organisation. “No." Gray froze halfway through placing a stack of textbooks onto the desk. Riley stood behind him with her hands on her hips. “What?" He asked in surprise. "Not there.” Gray looked at the desk. Then at Riley. Then back at the desk. "You told me to put the books on the desk.” He said in confusion. "I said the left side.” Gray stared at her. "There are sides?” He asked and Riley rolled her eyes. “Yes." She said. "It's a rectangle.” Riley pointed. “Left." Gray slowly moved the books approximately six inches. “Better?"

