Addicted to My Best Friend's Man

I have a sex addiction.

Every night, I hear my roommate Harper and her boyfriend Logan going at it through the paper-thin walls.

It only fuels my craving.

Gradually, I began to fantasize about Logan's hands on my body instead.

Then came the road trip with Harper. The car hit a nasty bump on the dark highway.

And Logan ended up pinning me right beneath him.

Around Christmas, Harper invited me on a road trip.

It wasn't until right before we hit the road that I found out her boyfriend was coming along. We drove over to pick Logan up.

The moment I saw him, my jaw dropped.