Nora Whitmore really just wanted a quiet apartment, coffee that actually works, and neighbors who know that walls can be surprisingly thin.
Instead, she gets Julian Hayes.
Architect. Control freak. Unbearably self-assured.
And, unfortunately, exactly the kind of guy who makes you wonder if it would really be illegal to fill his mailbox with concrete.
Julian, on the other hand, is convinced that Nora is mostly made up of chaos, sarcasm, and ill-timed comments. She thinks he's a walking complaint letter with suspiciously attractive forearms.
The problem?
They live next door to each other.
And after minor neighborhood disputes escalate first into a full-blown skirmish and then, more and more often, into a rather dangerous tension, both realize that hate and attraction share a frightening number of common symptoms.
Suddenly, annoyed glances turn into long conversations, chance encounters become deliberately orchestrated ones, and "I can't stand this man" becomes a claim that Nora finds increasingly hard to believe.
Because Julian Hayes is arrogant, infuriating, and far too good at driving her up the wall.
Unfortunately, he's also the first man in a long time who really sees her.
And maybe the worst neighbor in the world is exactly the man she never wanted by her side.
Until she realizes that "next door" might not be close enough after all.
A humorous enemies-to-lovers rom-com about neighborhood wars, quick-witted verbal sparring, way too much chemistry, and the dangerous realization that some men are only so unbearable because you'd love to kiss them.