I knew from the first time I saw Marc Kirby that I was screwed. Big eyes, scruffy face, brown curls _ yes, yes, and yes. The man is wicked hot. He_s also my roommate, and since I work nights and he_s at class all day _ it_s like living alone at half the rent. Then an unexpected night off turns into an unexpected morning in Marc_s bed and an even more unexpected realization that both of us are terrible in the sack. This is not great news for Marc who_s going on a _bangcation_ at the end of the summer _ a whole month in France that he_s planned to spend getting busy with the women of Paris. It_s also not great news for me for obvious reasons. With both of us needing work on our skills, there_s only one logical solution to our predicament. Told you I was screwed.