The Secret Roommate (Accidentally in Love #4) Read Online Sara Ney

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Accidentally in Love Series by Sara Ney
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Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 90682 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
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Well, shit, girl’s got a lot of fire in her belly.

Hot as hell if I’m being honest.

What was it Eli said about Posey? She was sweet and kind and wouldn’t hurt a soul?

…unless that soul was me?

Since I got here, Posey looks as if she does want to strangle me half the time—the other half, she’s sleeping. She’s constantly giving me narrowed glances and side-eyes, muttering to herself about how I drive her crazy.

It makes a man wonder what she’s like when she’s not pissed off.

My stomach rumbles, and I check my watch.

“Welp. Time for lunch!” I sing-song my way back into the house, whistling a country tune by my favorite artist; cautiously peering from the kitchen into the dining room for any signs of my roomie before tiptoeing to the fridge.

I want to forage around in private; I don’t need her breathing over my shoulder and harping on me ’cause she’s mad.

No.

I wanna eat, and the deck can wait.

I need to feed the beast.

Duke: Knock knock…

Posey: Whose there?

Duke: It’s me, Duke.

Posey: I just rolled my eyes—I thought you were telling me a knock-knock joke.

Duke: I don’t know any good jokes. I’m shit at telling them. I’ll spare you.

Duke: Also.

Duke: It’s spelled WHO’S—not WHOSE.

Posey: Oh my God, you are so annoying.

Duke: Funny, Eli called me annoying today during our conference call.

Posey: He’s a smart guy. A VERY smart man.

Duke: I’m going to ignore you now.

Duke: Okay, I’m back. I don’t have the patience to ignore you.

Posey: LOL

Posey: You’re WAY too easy…

Duke: Actually, I’m not, but okay.

Posey: What do you mean “Actually I’m not?”

Duke: It just means I don’t know why I’m on this dumb dating app; it’s not like I’m gonna fall in love with anyone here or take anyone out. You’re right. It’s pointless.

Posey: Well, in your defense, you did admit you only downloaded it because you’re bored. So you get a hall pass.

Duke: A hall pass? Do you even know what that is?

Posey: Yeah, a get-out-of-jail-free card.

Duke: Um, FALSE: a Hall Pass is when you’re in a relationship, but you get to choose like a celebrity or something to bang if you ever get the chance. Your boyfriend can’t go apeshit and consider it cheatin’.

Posey: OH DUH—I knew that!

Duke: Sure you did…

Duke: Scale of 1 to 10, rate your day.

Posey: Seriously? You want to know how my DAY was? Why didn’t you just ask me when you saw me in the bathroom before?

Duke: Cause I thought it would be more fun to chat on our super-secret dating app that no one knows we’re on except us. And whatever tool you’re talking to.

Posey: I’m not talking to any tools except you. HA HA

Duke: And that one guy who didn’t message you first.

Posey: Can we please talk about the fact that you busted the porch railings and now have to fix them… Which puts my day at a 9 because that was HIGHLY highly entertaining.

Duke: Glad to be of service.

Posey: At least you own your stuff.

Duke: You mean “Own my shit?”

Posey: ha, yes.

Duke: Do you not curse?

Posey: I curse—you’ve heard me. Just try not to make a habit of it. I should have known you’d tease me for saying stuff and not shit.

Duke: I wasn’t teasing—just clarifying LOL

Posey: How would you rate your day?

Duke: Eh, 7. I’m pretty bored.

Posey: You’ve only mentioned being bored 100 times already. No doubt you’re bitching to EVERYONE.

Duke: Ha ha. Facts.

Duke: LOL, it has nothing to do with you and everything to do with the fact I can’t even take a jog on the street right now without someone calling the paps. I want to get this press conference over with so I can move on with my life.

Posey: Yeah, I suppose everyone is looking for you.

Duke: Yup. No one has seen me in public in a week, and New York leaked to SportsCenter that I won’t be returning. It’s a mess. Good thing I already got groceries.

Posey: Ah…

Duke: Question

Posey: ??

Duke: WOULD YOU RATHER

Posey: Oh Lord, here we go….

Duke: WOULD YOU RATHER: Have no eyebrows OR Have a unibrow?

Posey: Do I get to pluck?

Duke: NO.

Posey: Do I get to pencil in the brows?

Duke: No.

Posey: Um. I would rather…Have a unibrow, I guess? How about you?

Duke: Unibrow. Basically have one already. Real men don’t pluck.

Posey: Oh come on now, none of that toxic masculinity…plenty of men pluck and wax.

Duke: Do they actually? I wouldn’t know—my dad was a giant asshole, and I grew up in Texas. If he’d caught me manscaping, I’d have gotten my ass whooped.

Posey: **sad face**

Duke: What about you? Where’d you grow up?

I’m curious, and it feels natural to ask her, although I hadn’t intended to get too personal with her. Guess some things are inevitable, especially given that I’m living in her house.

Is it weird that we’re on a dating app chatting while we’re in the same house, rooms apart.


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