At thirty, I'm starting over after a scandal that nearly ruined me. New job, new fixer-upper house, and all new outlook. How did I end up with a tall, devilishly handsome roommate? I can't actually tell you. Avi Cohen steamrolled into my life, and I kind of liked it. He's a flirt, but we have a contract and rule number one is no sex. Which is a good thing, because as attractive as he is, he's just putting his broken heart back together,...