For
Jill, Lucas was supposed to be a one-night stand, but then he shows up the next
morning as her new roommate. She’s looking for a long-term relationship. He’s
looking for a life free of commitments. She knows he’s wrong for her, but not
wanting him isn’t really an option. Contemporary Romance fans will love this
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About Living
with Her One-Night Stand:
Title: Living with Her One-Night Stand
Author: Noelle Adams
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release
Date: April
24, 2018
Publisher:
Noelle
Adams
Series: The Loft
Format: Digital eBook / Print
Digital
ISBN: B079QBFN82
Print ISBN: 9781386003724
Synopsis:
Jill
has never been good at taking risks, but she spends one hot night with a sexy
stranger, knowing she'll never see him again. Then Lucas shows up the next
morning as her new roommate. He was supposed to be a one-night stand, but now
he'll be living in the empty room in her shared apartment for the next six
months.
Jill
needs stability and a long-term relationship, and she knows Lucas can never
give her those things. He's looking for a life free of commitments or
obligations. She knows he's wrong for her. She shouldn't want him for more than
one night.
But
she lives with him. He's around all the time--with his sexy smile and his hard
body and the soft heart he pretends not to have. Not wanting him isn't really
an option.
Excerpt:
Copyright © 2018 Living With Her
One-Night Stand
Noelle Adams
On
Monday morning, Jill overslept.
She
set her alarm for seven, but it was seven thirty-five when she finally woke up.
As soon as she registered the time, she flew out of bed and ran to the
bathroom.
She
hated being late. As much as it annoyed her when other people were late, she
hated it even more when it was her.
She
took a three-minute shower, grabbed an outfit that wouldn’t take any effort to
pull together—a knee-length A-line dress in a vintage print—and snatched a
handful of jewelry that might possibly work with it. She’d barely gotten her
shoes on before she was rushing into the kitchen to get some coffee.
Michelle
was at the counter with her laptop as she always was, eating cereal and
working. But what surprised Jill was finding that Lucas was up too.
He
didn’t have to work. He didn’t have a schedule. He could still be in bed.
But
there he was, sitting at the counter with a cup of coffee, putzing on his
phone. Wearing nothing but a pair of old sweatpants. His hair was mussed, he
needed to shave, and he wasn’t wearing a shirt.
So
the first thing Jill saw as she came into the kitchen was a whole lot of
gorgeous male back and shoulders and arms.
She
didn’t need to see that this morning.
She
dumped her pile of jewelry on the counter as she poured herself a cup of
coffee.
“Morning,”
Lucas said, sounding friendly and casual.
What
was he even doing up this early?
And
why did he have to sound so awake? Awake and masculine. Awake and masculine and
sexy.
First
thing on a Monday morning.
She
did her best to suppress a snarl.
“You’re
running late,” Michelle said, without looking up from her laptop. “Did you
oversleep?”
“I
don’t want to talk about it.” Jill was trying to drink her coffee and put on
her earnings, bracelets, necklace, and rings at the same time.
Lucas
was watching her with laid-back interest in his green eyes.
She
tried not to snarl at him again.
His
eyebrows went up slightly, and she realized she must not have done a good job
at the suppression.
She
turned her back to him, reaching into the cupboard for a breakfast bar. She
preferred to eat cereal, but she didn’t have time this morning. She kept her
back to Lucas as she gulped down more of her coffee.
“You
missed a button.”
She
stiffened, glancing over her shoulder to verify that Lucas had been talking to
her. “What?”
“You
missed a button.” He gestured toward her dress. “You want me to get it?”
“I
can get it,” she gritted out, contorting her arms until she could feel which
button on the back of her dress was undone. Discovering it, she stretched her
shoulders painfully so she could button it.
When
she glanced back over at Lucas, she saw that his mouth was tilted up slightly.
He
was laughing at her. Silently but definitely laughing.
She
didn’t try to hide her snarl this time.
He
didn’t have to be up and dressed and at work by eight in the morning. He didn’t
have to sit there in her kitchen, looking smug and gorgeous and amused and
irresistibly rumpled when she could barely pull it together.
What
kind of malicious turn of fate had made him her roommate at all?
When
she’d managed her button, she poured more coffee into her cup and took it with
her, grabbing her bag on her way out as she left.
She
did remember to mumble out a “See you later,” before she closed the door.
It
was just the first Monday morning of Lucas living in her apartment.
It
was going to be a long six months.
About Noelle Adams:
Noelle handwrote her first romance novel in a
spiral-bound notebook when she was twelve, and she hasn’t stopped writing
since. She has lived in eight different states and currently resides in
Virginia, where she reads any book she can get her hands on and offers tribute
to a very spoiled cocker spaniel.
She loves travel, art, history, and ice cream. After
spending far too many years of her life in graduate school, she has decided to
reorient her priorities and focus on writing contemporary romances.
Chasing down the
cartel is serious business. Taking out the kingpin, though, can be downright
deadly.
