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Wanted: One roommate to share a 3-bedroom house, split the rent, and ideally not be the guy I can't stop thinking about. I'm a man with too many secrets, so the last thing I need is a new roommate with a sexy smile and blue eyes that see right through me. Eight years ago, Roderick left town after high school. We're not friends. I owe him nothing. But back then, I let one of my secrets slip, and he's the only one who noticed. Part of me knows I should run far, far away. But the other part wants him to come upstairs and spend the night. But if I let him in, I could lose everything. Seeking: a room to rent in town. I'm tidy, have no pets, and I will feed you homemade bread. I should probably add: Gay AF, and has no filter. It's no wonder my new landlord is so wary of me. A smarter man would ignore those hot glances from the Kieran Shipley. The broody lumberjack wants more from me than another fresh-baked pretzel. But if I push my luck, I'll end up back on the street. Too bad I've never been smart with my heart...
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Roommate, Sarina Bowen
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- Année de publication
- 2021
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- Titre
- Roommate
- Langue
- Anglais
- Auteurs
- Sarina Bowen
- Éditeur
- Tuxbury Publishing LLC
- Publié
- 2021
- Format
- souple
- Pages
- 304
- ISBN10
- 195015517X
- ISBN13
- 9781950155170
- Séries
- Mots clés
- Fiction, Romans d'amour, Littérature contemporaine, Amour, Famille, Romance contemporaine, Érotisme, LGBTQ+, Secrets, Romance LGBTQ+, New Adult, Mystèrieux, Désir, Espoir, Courage, Propriétés, fermes, Café, De l'amitié à l'amour, Droits des femmes, Tolérance
- Évaluation
- 4,15 sur 5
- Description
- Wanted: One roommate to share a 3-bedroom house, split the rent, and ideally not be the guy I can't stop thinking about. I'm a man with too many secrets, so the last thing I need is a new roommate with a sexy smile and blue eyes that see right through me. Eight years ago, Roderick left town after high school. We're not friends. I owe him nothing. But back then, I let one of my secrets slip, and he's the only one who noticed. Part of me knows I should run far, far away. But the other part wants him to come upstairs and spend the night. But if I let him in, I could lose everything. Seeking: a room to rent in town. I'm tidy, have no pets, and I will feed you homemade bread. I should probably add: Gay AF, and has no filter. It's no wonder my new landlord is so wary of me. A smarter man would ignore those hot glances from the Kieran Shipley. The broody lumberjack wants more from me than another fresh-baked pretzel. But if I push my luck, I'll end up back on the street. Too bad I've never been smart with my heart...