From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kendall Ryan comes a new story in her Room Mate series…
I might be a typical guy, but these last few years, my love life’s been anything but. From crazy ex-girlfriends to one night stands who are stage-five clingers, my relationships go bad faster than the milk in your fridge. The only constant has been my best friend Maggie.
Fresh off a bad breakup of her own, I invite Maggie to my guy’s skiing weekend knowing she needs an escape from reality. But then something funny starts to happen. I start noticing things about her that I never noticed before.
She’s beautiful and doesn’t know it, she’s funny without even trying, and now she’s suddenly single for the first time in forever.
Sharing a hotel room with her proves to be the tipping point in our very platonic friendship. Suddenly I want to put my hands, my mouth, and my … other parts … all over her gorgeous body. I want to claim her, make sure no man touches her ever again. But then her groveling ex shows up, and Maggie’s torn.
Am I ready to screw up the best relationship I’ve ever had for a shot at something more?
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I said a silent prayer of thanks to Ben, Jerry, and Jose Cuervo as I blearily made my way to Sam’s bedroom. He hadn’t bothered to make his bed before he left this morning, but I didn’t mind.
Instead, I snuggled into the space where I knew he slept, breathing in deep so I could smell his shampoo on the pillow, and closed my eyes. Sam would never do what Trevor had done to me.
I drifted off to sleep for what felt like roughly three seconds before I woke up to find my thigh vibrating and the late morning sun streaming through the window.
“What the…” I sat up, rubbing my eye with one hand as I grappled down into the sheets where my cell phone rested. I found ten missed calls—seven from Trevor, three from Sam.
Sliding my thumb over Sam’s name, I called him back and pressed the phone to my ear.
“Hello?” I asked, my voice cracked and groggy.
“It’s eleven there,” he said.
“Yeah, yep. I knew that,” I said, trying to make my voice sound less like it had just gone through a wood chipper.
“So why are you still asleep?” he asked.
“I’m not allowed to sleep in?” I asked lightly, the pounding in my head making me a little nauseous with its intensity.
“No. You never do. What’s going on?”
He sounded suspicious and for a moment I fought with myself over whether to tell him the truth. One way or another, he was going to get it out of me; he knew me too well for me to lie to him for long.
“Look, could I stay at your place while you’re away?” I asked.
“What? Why? Did something happen to your apartment?” he demanded, the worry clear in his voice.
“No, nothing like that. I just… I need a break for a couple of days.”
“That’s not cryptic or anything,” Sam scoffed.
I sucked in my cheeks. Okay, here we go. Like a Band-Aid.
“I need to be someplace where Trevor can’t find me.”
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