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Ebook ISBN: 9780593638002

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Names: Hazelwood, Ali, author.

Title: Loathe to love you / Ali Hazelwood.

Description: First edition. | New York: Berkley Romance, 2023.

Identifiers: LCCN 2022021252 | ISBN 9780593437803 (trade paperback)

Subjects: LCGFT: Romance fiction. | Novellas.

Classification: LCC PS3608.A98845 L63 2023 | DDC 813/.6—dc23/eng/20220502

LC record available at https://lccn.loc.gov/2022021252

Under One Roof, Stuck with You, and Below Zero were originally published separately as audio editions, February, March, and April 2022 respectively, and then as ebook editions, May, June, and July 2022 respectively, by Jove, an imprint of Penguin Random House LLC.

First Edition: January 2023

Cover illustration by lilithsaur

Book design by Daniel Brount, adapted for ebook by Molly Jeszke

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Contents

Under One Roof

Stuck with You

Below Zero

Bonus Chapter

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Under

One Roof

For Becca, who is the best and had the best prompt

Prologue

Present

I look at the pile of dishes in the sink and reach a painful realization: I’ve got it bad.

Actually, scratch that. I already knew I had it bad. But if I hadn’t, this would be a dead giveaway: the fact that I cannot glance at a colander and twelve dirty forks without seeing Liam’s dark eyes as he leans against the counter, arms crossed on his chest; without hearing his stern-yet-teasing voice asking me, “Postmodern installation art? Or are we just out of soap?”

It comes right on the trail of arriving home late and noticing that he left the porch light on for me. That one . . . oh, that one always makes my heart hiccup in a half-lovely, half-wrenching way. Also heart-hiccup inducing: I remember to turn it off once I’m inside. Very unlike me, and possibly a sign that the chia seed sludge he’s been making me for breakfast in the mornings when I’m late for work is actually making my brain smarter.

It’s good that I’ve decided to move out. For the best. These heart hiccups are not sustainable in the long term, not to my mental or cardiovascular health. I’m only a humble beginner at this whole pining thing, but I can safely state that living with some guy you used to hate and somehow ended up slipping in love with is not a wise move. Trust me, I have a doctorate.

(In a totally unrelated field, but still.)

You know what is good about the pining? The constant nervous energy. It has me looking at the pile of dishes and thinking that cleaning the kitchen could be a fun activity. When Liam enters the room, I’m riding the unexpected urge to load the dishwasher as far as it will carry me. I glance up at him, notice the way he nearly fills the doorframe, and order my heart not to hiccup. It does it anyway—even adds a flip for good measure.