Resultados para "The Roommate" en Comedia romántica

Life is smooth sailing until these new roomies find themselves stuck between a rock and a very hard place. Because lusting after the one person you shouldn't ever mess around with - your new roommate - is like cardinal rule number one. Get ready for four complete friends-to-lovers rom-com standalones: The Room Mate, The Play Mate, The House Mate, and The Soul Mate.

Let your homeless best friend stay with you, he said. Being roommates will be fun, he said. It's only temporary, he said. He never said I'd fall for him. You know what isn't temporary? The endless stream of dirty socks in my bathroom and empty food packets under the sofa - and don't even get me started on the hot guys who take over my living room every Sunday to watch sports. I can't take anymore. So I propose a roommate agreement. One that will bring peace and order back to my life, complete with rules that might just stop my newfound crush on my best friend in its tracks.

The smoking-hot one-night stand I was never supposed to see again? Yeah, well, I might be pregnant, and he's my OB-GYN.

Nolan Brooks is off-limits. Sure, he's insanely attractive and funny, and I might have almost gone home with him one night to relieve a little stress. Big deal. It was all just a momentary lapse in judgment...just like the kiss we shared. He's my temporary roommate while I wait for my new apartment to be ready. That's it. He's doesn't do relationships, and he doesn't do attachments. So what if I have a crush on him? We'll only be there for two months. Surely I can survive that long.

Cooper Bennett is my best friend. That's all he is and all he ever will be. Nothing will change that. Accidentally seeing him naked? Please. So not a big deal. Having less-than-tame thoughts? I mean, have you seen this guy? Who could blame me? Kissing him? It was a one-time mistake, and it will not be repeated. Falling into bed with him? Uh-oh.

Clara Wheaton to dziewczyna z dobrej rodziny. Jest ambitna, ma dobre maniery, jest przewidywalna. Kiedy szkolna miłość Clary zaprasza ją do siebie na drugi koniec kraju, oferta jest zbyt kusząca, by można było się jej oprzeć. Niestety, jest to również zbyt piękne, aby mogło być prawdziwe. Okazuje się, że Clara wynajmuje mieszkanie razem z czarującym nieznajomym. Josh może być trochę zbyt dociekliwy i... przystojny, by czuła się całkowicie komfortowo w jego towarzystwie.

His best friend's little sister is all grown up...and ready to play in a whole new way. Smith Hamilton has it all - he's smart, good-looking, and loaded. But he remembers a time when he had nothing and no one, so he's not about to mess up, especially with his best friend's little sister. That means keeping Evie at arm's length...even though the once pesky little girl is now a buxom bombshell. A sexy blonde who pushes his self-control to the limit the night she crawls into bed with him.

I have no idea why I said yes. Maybe I'd had one too many wines. Maybe I'd done it accidentally. Maybe I'd been sleep-texting. One thing I know for sure is this: I absolutely do not want Ethan Hawkins in my apartment, up in my business, taking over my space. Yet he's here, moving his stuff into my spare bedroom, sending a wave of panty-melting, musky man-scent my way every time he walks past me. Here's the thing. We don't get along - at all. We never have, and I don't think we're going to start now that we're under one roof.

Sutton Barnes thinks he’s prince charming, but he’s really the prince of hell. He’s egotistical. A user. A complete douchecanoe. And unfortunately now my coworker. Did I mention he’s also my new roommate? It’s all because I can’t turn down a challenge. I never have, and I won’t start now. When Sutton bets me I can’t live in the same apartment as him and resist the “temptation”...well, game on. He’ll be the first to cave. There is no way I’m falling for his charm...not again.

Dean Evans is the worst. Not only does the devil in disguise steal my pie on a regular basis, he also lives in the apartment right. Next. Door. I see him all the time. At the mailboxes. In the elevator. Every single morning. It's exhausting because he's exhausting. Now, after setting his apartment on fire, he's my roommate, and he's the worst at that, too. I don't know what possessed me to let him stay with me. Pity, perhaps? I do know that I won't be falling for his charm.

I woke up to an empty apartment, and things just got worse from there. My roommate took everything, even my epic purple couch. Rent coming due means I’m desperate, but not desperate enough for Travis freaking Westmister to live with me...that is, until my brother convinces me his best friend and my mortal enemy is my only hope. Now the man I gave my v-card to before he disappeared is parading around my house shirtless, toned, tanned, and ripped. Oh, God, I will not go there. He broke my heart, and I hate his guts - except he’s not who I thought he was at all.

When Gabe Winter’s best friend calls with an unusual request—give his broken-hearted little sister a roof over her head for a few months—he readily accepts. He doesn’t expect Nicole to be quite so enticing. Or for her to bring out all the feelings in him. Feelings he thought he’d buried long ago beneath his easy-going façade and womanizing reputation. Now they’re spending late nights watching movies together, snuggled beneath the blankets with popcorn in their hands. And there are inches between her lips and his.

Reid Durand isn't here to make friends. Coming from a legacy of hockey greatness, he has games to win and things to prove. With his focus during his first season as a Chicago Rebel purely on his drive to succeed, every vice is off the table - no booze, no sugar, and definitely no women. Kennedy Clark is the master of the side hustle. She'll walk your dog, brew your espresso, and pick up your dry-cleaning, all while rocking it in Warrior pose. Standing still is impossible because the moment she starts to slow down, it'll all come rushing back: the memories, the pain, the heartbreak.