The only thing Sora wants is to be left alone to do his art. When he moves into a house with three other people, he knows he’ll have to make some adjustments, but he didn’t count on one of his roommates being a neat-freak with no regard for personal boundaries. If there’s one thing Sora can’t stand, it’s other people telling him how to live his life.<br><br>Marc is excited to move in with new people. After his last break-up, he’s keen on being independent and focusing on his own hobbies. His new house has a garage, so he’ll finally get to work on his car! But Marc’s enthusiasm falls apart when he realizes his disorganized artist roommate, Sora, intends to work on his projects in the garage, too.<br><br>The two men could not be more opposite ... or more similar. They each do their best to ignore the other, but the longer they spend together, the harder it becomes. It’s only a matter of time before sparks start to fly -- but their differences may be too much to overcome. Can two fiercely independent men learn to let another into their space, and into their hearts?

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It was easy to lose track of everything. When he worked, he had a goal in mind, and he knew the tools necessary to reach it. Without a clock on the wall, the only way he could tell time was by the aches in his muscles and the progress on his project—and usually his muscles gave up long before his mind was ready to take a break.


This time, though, movement and noise at the other side of the room jerked him out of his peaceful meditation before he was ready. Letting up on the power sander, he looked over the hood at his workshop companion. Marc’s brain jumped from calm and meditative to horrified fight-or-flight in an instant.


As if Sora’s mess wasn’t bad enough before, he’d now dumped the boxes of paint on the floor in a disastrous heap. Tubes scattered this way and that as he sifted through them, his movements agitated. Marc unfastened his mask.


Chapter 8