Said Roommate

Said Roommate

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Bailey and Talia. Roommates and best friends. Love cuts through their reign when Talia decides its time to move in with her long term boyfriend leaving Bailey in the dust. Without enough money to pay rent on time, she has to find a new roommate. The only one available is the one guy she can't bear to be around. Carter Shaw. A wink of the eye and your resolve will fall faster than you can say 'no'. He was just that good. With Bailey and Carter both living carefree lives, you can say that living arrangements are going to be chaotic. Mixing two bachelors together is bound to get messy. Throw in competitions, dares, and things that weren't likely to occur and you have Bailey, and her roommate, Carter. ~∞~ "You're starting to sag." I gasped loudly and pushed Carter down the rest of the stairs. He was laughing loudly. "I'm kidding. Your ass looks fine." He grabbed my butt and made a beeline to his car before I could get him back. I felt violated. "This affection you're showing must stop." I slammed his car door shut. "Whoa. Don't mess with the interior." I opened the door and slammed it shut once more. "Bailey. I will start my car and drive. Then while I'm driving, I will throw you out the car." "No you won't because you can't kill me. I'm too pretty to die." I said. He snorted.
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She's panting, flushed and breathless like something from another century. It hurts to look at her, so stunningly alive in a way he isn't. Almost smiling, too. She has the kind of lips that need undiluted devotion. "You've always looked at me," she breathes. Yes, and he finds himself thinking about ruin. The right kind, like his knuckles against her jaw to shake her apart. Freedom. Maybe in another life, he brushes the hair off her shoulder and whispers, 'Eyes on me.' Maybe in another life, they have time. 𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒕? 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. She isn't his to protect. He's a cop, she's taken, and rules are rules. But Faro Wyatt has mapped every freckle on her nose and dreamt of the oceans in her eyes. His resolve is weakening. So when the radio crackles with a single call, he's breaking every rule from here on out. C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ morally dark-grey mmc ❤︎ violence/abuse ❤︎ men yearning No cheating Copyright © 2025-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved Updates: at least once every 2 weeks (hopefully more)

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