What do you do when a night of fun nearly burns your house down? If it isn't bad enough that Riley Wilson was capable of distracting me enough that I didn't know my kitchen was ablaze, she just won't leave me alone. Until she does. Which leaves me in the precarious position of trying to insert myself into her life. What could possibly go wrong in a roommate situation with a woman I can't get out of my head? How does he not remember me from the seven minutes in heaven from high school when it's something I relived for years after the fact? Hooking up with Mac Hammer after he seemed to have forgotten the best makeout session of my life was possibly the worst decision I've ever made. Now he's on my front porch demanding a place to stay, as if it was my fault he interrupted me while I was preparing a meal for one of his clients. Guilt made me agree to him moving in, and hopefully, I'll have the strength to keep from sneaking into his room in the middle of the night. A couple of weeks of resistance shouldn't be all too hard.