Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 36482 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36482 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Which is the only reason I agreed to take on a roommate.
Enter Riko Valentine who’s loud, messy, and half my age.
The first time I saw him, he was limping through physical therapy with my ex’s help.
Now he’s crashing in my spare bedroom, leaving dirty dishes everywhere, and driving me insane.
He’s chaos. I’m control.
He’s a spoiled rich kid. I’m a hardworking delivery driver.
We’re nothing alike.
But the longer we live together, the more those lines blur.
His laughter gets under my skin.
His teasing makes me lose my grip.
And one kiss is all it takes to ruin everything.
Because falling for my too-young, too-wild roommate isn’t just reckless…
It’s forbidden
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To those who need an instalove, feel-good romance to make you swoon, sweat, and smile.
I got you.
Money’s tight. Which is the only reason I agreed to take on a roommate.
Enter Riko Valentine who’s loud, messy, and half my age. The first time I saw him, he was limping through physical therapy with my ex’s help. Now he’s crashing in my spare bedroom, leaving dirty dishes everywhere, and driving me insane.
He’s chaos. I’m control. He’s a spoiled rich kid. I’m a hardworking delivery driver. We’re nothing alike.
But the longer we live together, the more those lines blur. His laughter gets under my skin. His teasing makes me lose my grip. And one kiss is all it takes to ruin everything.
Because falling for my too-young, too-wild roommate isn’t just reckless… It’s forbidden.
A taboo age-gap MM romance featuring a grumpy delivery driver, his loud hot roommate, and one very off-limits attraction. No cliffhanger and an HEA guaranteed. This is a two-hour read and can be devoured in one sitting. This story takes place in the Taboo Streets world and can be read as a complete standalone.
What to expect:
Roommates
Age Gap
Grumpy x Sunshine
MM Romance
Forced Proximity
Taboo Streets World:
Room for Three (MMF Age-Gap Romance)
The Neighbor’s Son (MF Older Woman/Younger Man, Age-Gap, Hurt/Comfort Romance)
My Mom’s Man (MF Age-Gap, Forced Proximity Romance)
Loud Hot Roomie (MM Age-Gap, Opposites Attract Romance)
Nestled between the streets of Wicked Hollow and Secret Haven lies Moonlit Gables.
A quiet little townhouse complex where people mind their business.
Where secrets stay behind closed doors.
Where the things you shouldn’t want are just a little too close for comfort.
Here, temptation lingers in the air. Lines blur. Morals slip. And once you cross that line?
There’s no going back.
Some love stories are messy. Some are twisted. And some? Shouldn’t happen at all.
Welcome to Taboo Streets.
Derek
What was I thinking moving into the townhouse right across from my ex?
That’s right. I wasn’t thinking. I’d been so desperate to live anywhere than under my parents’ roof, I took the only affordable place for rent in this godforsaken city. And it’s not that affordable if I’m being honest with myself.
How did I let my life unravel so much?
It’s hard to believe not even two years ago, I was fairly happy with my ex, Casey, and our simple life. Was it exciting? No. Did I love her? Yes. Was I happy? No. When she’d gotten pregnant, I’d allowed myself to hope for a little growth in the happiness department by way of a baby. Casey was ecstatic which trickled down to me.
But then she lost it.
That started the final corrosion of our already deteriorating relationship. Ultimately, it led to the end of it. I moved out and in with my parents, had to replace my stupid truck, and am finally living on my own again, even if it’s really too expensive for me and the view is of Casey’s backyard.
I scrub a palm over my face and scan the sparse space. Mom and Dad had pity on me. They updated their own living room and bedroom furniture, passing down their old stuff to their nearly forty-year-old son who can’t seem to get his shit together.
It could be worse, I suppose.
Not much, though. I’m pretty close to rock bottom.
Unable to keep myself from the kitchen window, I prowl over to it, telling myself I’m going to load the dishwasher rather than spy on my neighbors. Well, one in particular.
And, like every afternoon around this time, Casey is out on her walk with her best friend, Clara. The part that’s new is the stroller Casey is pushing.
She has a baby now and it’s not mine.
I’m still a little mind blown she married our landlord’s son. He’s so fucking young, but even I can admit he treats her a helluva lot better than I ever did. Doesn’t mean I’m not harboring a little jealousy, though. He has the life I wanted, but somehow never could nurture and grow to life.
It’s pretty stalkerish for me to watch her walk by, and even creepier to try and look at her baby. But, I do. I gawk at them like they’re exotic animals in the wild. Casey looks great. She’s been walking religiously with Clara and her ass looks good in her leggings. It was always my favorite part about her. My cock twitches at the reminder of seeing her naked. God, I miss the sex.
Get it together, man.
Lusting after another man’s wife is not fucking cool at all.
I force myself away from the window when I hear my phone buzz on the coffee table in the living room. It’s probably the dating app. I created it just to take a peek at what was out there, but opened a can of worms in doing so. Every woman who contacts me through that app compliments my body and boldly asks to take it for a ride in some form or another. And, as much as I really need to get laid, there’s an urgency and coldness about their proposed hookups that turns me off. I don’t answer any of them.