by Lauren Rowe
Blake’s eyes grew wide as she bounced on her toes a little. “Oh my God, do you need a place to live? Say yes. Please, please, please say you’re homeless.”
Gavin had never seen someone so excited by the prospect of his homelessness. Even his parents hadn’t seemed to take any actual joy in it, and they’d caused it in the first place.
He busied himself with restocking the cups as he answered. “Not yet. But in about a week I will be if I don’t find something. But don’t worry. I always land on my feet.”
Blake grinned widely. “Well, it actually seems like you’ve landed right in my lap.”
Gavin wasn’t sure what that meant, but it sounded both dirty and promising.
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Blake couldn’t believe her luck. Bethany’s dad had shown up at the crack of dawn that morning to help her move her out. Luckily, most of the furniture was Blake’s, since she was the constant in the apartment. Her roommates were the revolving door.
Bethany threw her things into garbage bags, and she and her dad carted them out and down the three flights of stairs without saying much of anything to Blake. Blake had nearly had to tackle Bethany to get the key to the apartment back. A key she’d shoved into her pocket and fingered now as she gazed excitedly at Gavin.
“Do I want to know what that means?” Gavin asked.
“I sure hope so.” She clapped her hands. “This is so amazing. I’m really going to get to be a sugar mama. Though not really, because you’ll need to pay rent. It’s pretty cheap though. Four hundred a month. You’re not going to find a better deal. So what do you say?”
Gavin’s eyes narrowed. “Say to what?”
“Moving in with me! My roommate moved out this morning, so you could move in immediately. She already paid for September, so you wouldn’t even need to pay until October.”
“You want me to move in with you?” he asked. He sounded confused, which she couldn’t understand. She thought she was being pretty damn clear.
“Yes. It’ll be perfect. I was just telling my friend Celeste how I should find a male roommate because the girls never last. And now here you are. It’s like fate.”
“Why do the girls not last?”
Uh-oh. This was exactly the kind of situation where Blake needed to slow down and think before she spoke. But she didn’t. “Because I can be a little…much.”
Gavin’s eyes flashed with unease.
“But not like, serial-killer much,” Blake added in a hurry. “I’m not hiding bodies in the floorboards or anything. But I am a tad eccentric. It becomes endearing after a while. You can ask my friend Celeste.” Celeste had recommended Blake refer to herself as eccentric instead of saying she was “batshit crazy,” which was off-putting. Go figure.
She eyed Gavin anxiously as he seemed to think over his options.
“So I could move in immediately?”
Trying to tamp down the flare of hope, she kept her voice even. “Yup.”
Gavin thought for another moment before extending his hand in her direction. “Then you got yourself a roommate.”
“Yay,” she said as she ignored his hand and jumped into his arms for a hug.
“I have a feeling my life is about to get very interesting,” he mumbled against her cheek.
She squeezed him tighter. “Probably. But in all the best ways.”
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A Note From Lauren
Anyone who knows me is well aware I’m a diehard football fan. I also happen to be a UCLA Bruin who bleeds blue and gold. And that means I was brainwashed in my highly formative years to despise our cross-town rivals, the Trojans of USC. So, to anyone from that sparkling, private institution across town who might have been rankled to see my darling Zooey talking some serious trash about you guys at a fictitious football game, not to mention having to read about my Bruins soundly beating your sorry cardinal and gold booties at said fictitious game, I want to extend a (completely disingenuous) apology to you for any offense caused. It was all in good fun, my dear, rivalrous friend. Thank you so much for reading my story! (And Go Bruins!)
Music Playlist
“Come & Go” — Pitbull
“Let’s Get It On” — Marvin Gaye
“I’ll Make Love to You” — Boyz II Men
“I Want Your Sex” — George Michael
“Pour Some Sugar on Me” — Def Leppard
“Crash into Me” — Dave Matthews Band
“Enter Sandman” — Metallica
“Flagpole Sitta” — Harvey Danger
“Careless Whisper” — George Michael
“Defying Gravity” — Idina Menzel, from Wicked
“Alive” — P.O.D.
“Hallelujah” — Leonard Cohen, as covered by Jeff Buckley
“Never Gonna Give You Up” — Rick Astley
About Lauren Rowe
USA Today and internationally bestselling author Lauren Rowe lives in San Diego, California, where, in addition to writing books, she performs with her dance/party band at events all over Southern California, writes songs, takes embarrassing snapshots of her ever-patient Boston terrier, Buster, spends time with her wonderful family, and narrates audiobooks. Much to Lauren’s thrill, her books have been translated all over the world in multiple languages and hit multiple domestic and international bestseller lists. With enticing characters, enthralling situations and a general love of romantic fiction, Lauren has created a world of her own, full of wit and sensual desire.
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